This is a song about "Get back up"

You can figth me, tear me down, but i will always get back up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

You need to shut up, back up, and back down

All my other people that dance around

So get back for some closure

That i will leave earth with her

I'm tryin my best to work as hard as i can to get back up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Then get some back to mommy

I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

There's crack, there's crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back