This is a song about "Get in"

I get in my zone, you try to get your butt toned

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Dont touch it or get torn in two

I can do better without you

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

'bust in' the door in is what you'll get

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Obsessed to get it in my chest and get higher

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

If only i could get in your head...

Oh-kay, here's the situation

I get in where i fit in.