This is a song about "I m gonna get back up"

This is why her nigga mad

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

I'm tryin my best to work as hard as i can to get back up

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You can figth me, tear me down, but i will always get back up

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

When she walked away swore i thought she was gonna look back

You wanted the pen up, now ya gonna wish i set it back down.

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Never gonna get it back so don't start to think

I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag