This is a song about "Get back up"

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

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

By grace i knew that when i fell i'd get back up and make it through,

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Can't win with a passive attack

But some people don't so let's get back

I get back up and strange voices pick on me

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I don't know why i'm even on this track

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Cause this is my game, i rose and got back up now what do you say?, you get no love/

Back off before you get bit

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit