This is a song about "Get off my deck"

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

If u don't like it get off my shit

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Gotta problem with the way i play my deck?

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Whos keen to step an get wrecked hitting the deck

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Fuck any nigga ain't wit' it, i can't get off my mission

And i can't help but stare, cause

Get off, for i pop off

Get off rap pad and get a degree

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

My whole deck in my hands, cream of the crop

I get these suppressed memories off my chest or i just might

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight