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

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,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

So i'm trying to get my education

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

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

Trying to get with me

I reel them in, goadomes on see

To get that backpack back tacked to my back, packed

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

I'm cruising the dime, trying to get back to my pad in time

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Trying to hold back my feelings is something i've had to do,

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you