This is a song about "Come and get it"

So reaper come and get me, before it all happens.

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I can get locked up, but come on does it look like i give a fuck?

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Get a sack and come smoke with me

You take it in the shitter like daily and come out claiming

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I influence many, as rhymes come and go it goes around continuous,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Third ward general, young cash money

It will always come back and haunt me

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Wantin to go and kick in the door of all the niggas that want come get it

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

You get too big and here they come trying to,