This is a song about "Get him"

But im a well of inspiration

And lived to get revenge and kill him.

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

You disrespect him you get ya neck slit

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Who will connive... against him

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

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

Rather mess with a cliever than to get close to him by a meter

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My trigga told me "get em" and i told him that "i got em good"

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

That's how him and his man will get,

I don't want you to have my permit yet