This is a song about "Get over me"

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Rap faculties, could make me spit over centuries,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Alert me when i step over the boundary

Put a bag over your head and then get kidnapped

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Its over now, but dont worry about me

Hopefully you lil' homos get over your fears and phobias

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Plz tell me ill get over this soon, ive even marked the people i wanted

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

But past & present, got me over here sweating

Hopped up over enough fences, call me hispanic/

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip