This is a song about "Trying to get my girl back"

I'm just trying to get mine

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

Trying to get a buck everyday of my life.

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

And trying to get with me for props inside of my clique,

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

But off of that story, let me get back to my rhyme/