This is a song about "Get off my heights"

Tell them get off my diznick, you bucketheaded bitches

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

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

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Why your bitches scared of heights.

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Get off rap pad and get a degree

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Speed up, patience, please cause

And how they gonna get off

Im tearing up this battle, i dont even have to get off my saddle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Get off, for i pop off

Intendent attend them, cool cause