This is a song about "You wanna know how i back it up"

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Im strong, i'll get back up, dont know how long it will be

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I don't even know how to rhyme i don't wanna rap no more

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

I came up from the bottom and i made it, you ain't even know it,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I know i’m 'bout to kill it, how you know? i got that feeling

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

That you like me when i know in the back of you mind you wanna

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

But it's clouds over here

So i know how you feel

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

It's a game called circle and i don't know how, i'm way too up to back down