This is a song about "You just gotta get back up"

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

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

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

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

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

Well i will tell you just sit back and get attached to this track

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

You just gotta let it go

We magnetizing the ghetto

You just gotta let it go

Silly bitches gon' follow

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

You shouldnt look back to the past in fact just look up in the clouds