This is a song about "Get him"

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Stop the tape! this kid needs to be locked away! (get him!)

In the midst of a fire pit

To help him get his mind off it

Will get him exposed off the top... call him mardi.. gras and breasts!

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

Got me rushed to the station

And lived to get revenge and kill him.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I got tired of her letting him get away with the beatings