This is a song about "Get it in"

Are sick in prison, don't get it twisted, it's wicked, in fact i sin,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

But that's it in my legion so shut the fuck up and get out of my region

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I stab myself in the heart and my inks soul,get it? ahh nevermind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Obsessed to get it in my chest and get higher

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Get in bitch, dont worry, it aint scary

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Ah, i get it, you can't, you're in fear yo

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

Dont touch it or get torn in two

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one