This is a song about "Get off my turf"

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I wanna be the best but i got to get this shit off my chest

? all white but the phantom is all black

But these freaking hispanic's won't get off my back

I needed to get this off my chest

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

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

Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Watching my homie died try to get turf

Killing every officer as if its fate/ they took my dad away/ now this world

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst