This is a song about "Get off"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Get your sentences cut off comma,

Coroners comfort your mama

They get you up off your feet, brush the crap off your shoulder/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Trying to get the attention off me,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Everyone stands up looking out the window urged to get off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

I can only love you when you’re undressed

I needed to get this off my chest

I’m coming back like light-skin and

You help me get up off the pavement,