This is a song about "Getting back together"

Getting back to just spitting with all my motherfuckin might/

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

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

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Back screaming attack a verbal monster getting piped

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Keep getting pushed down, but we #slither back up.

The ice ain't really nothing to her

It would be that we can be back together

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

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

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Puttin two and two together

Now we are together

Well, that's what you are