This is a song about "Let me get perosnal"

So let me name a couple kings to get ya mind straight,

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

So baby let me get my dick out

I try to be the guy, you think about

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Let me know when you get enough props to be noticed

That's word to mr. sweatshirt let me get back

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

If improvin rap's a blunder, let me get struck by thunder

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

Bitch get out my face and let me preach

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

Let me get it straightfor miles like a laser

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her