This is a song about "Getting back"

Getting back to just spitting with all my motherfuckin might/

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

You're better off getting sued or getting nude

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

200 degrees but im getting sucked

You couldn't live your life for the moment

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

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Getting fucked up i'm getting wasted look at the lyrics i've created

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that