This is a song about "Get off"

Yofti! you softi! get the fuck off me!

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

They say i mislead, misguide and then i get told off

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

To help him get his mind off it

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

But off of that story, let me get back to my rhyme/

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

I was born to do the damn thing

Get off the stage sometimes you just swing

Back off before you get bit

About some tyga beef shit