This is a song about "Getting back together"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Can't keep it together

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

Watch we'll get back together you'll see

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Puttin two and two together

Castle and crooks sweater

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Getting me back, i got other options, plenty of fish in the sea/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And put it back together again but in a different way so thy shit in your mind

I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kindand if you need a motherfucker i ain't hard to find

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut