This is a song about "Get em"

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

They duck, duck... but that goose'll get 'em poked in the head

Time after time, again and again

They think i'm shit so i'ma get up and show em/

But i choose not to use em, fools get bruised

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

All up under the covers day

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Get rid of the dread, tell em to forget what they said