This is a song about "Gimme"

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Feeling guilty ...gimme a reason not to form a treason people are driven

Gimme` a shout if you need help coz you signed me in a hurry

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Just gimme a lil' consideration for this occasion

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Teach me your ways, gimme the lessons with no glaze