This is a song about "Get it in"

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

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

Get it in the morning like alonzo

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

I was bred to get it in...your poon

I gotta get it in, get that money and then,

When they here today what you say to them

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

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

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Get it in to the rage part, i've got something on it called a trademark

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

That rappers never done in they life, i don't get it