This is a song about "Get off there"

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

After that theyll get on there knees and get ready for execution,

To help him get his mind off it

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Get there - while you can

Playboy, i don't own that man

There so strong you can get stoned

I say that the pool is closed

I needed to get this off my chest

That happen to act like a black president

My pockets got paper on paper

I couldn't get off to ralph nader

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Made money off the white without touching the soft, i'm in there