This is a song about "Get out my way you just got served"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I've got so many monsters in my head they had to find a way out

When there's just no way out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

A way for me to get this pain out is use my pen

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

To take all those wrongs and make them right

I can tell that you got served, because i eat the mic,

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

You wish i was a restaurant, cause you can get served for free.

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control