This is a song about "Get off my lev"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

If u don't like it get off my shit

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Get off of my feet, and then i got these punks from my old street

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 the fuck off my case, why are you wannabe rappers in my face

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

They actually got me to get off my ass

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

I can get this off my chest and rest, but now i’m writing rhymes,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Get off, for i pop off

Words hit my ear-drums - bounce-off - brain churns but can't get through it

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit