This is a song about "About getting a girlfriend"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I just wanted to be at peace with you

It's getting limited, only a few

My girlfriend told me that we have to share a room with a guest

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Im getting charged up like a battery

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Not about getting high, there is more to life

She don't really care about anyone advice

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

It's getting just a bit ridiculously flawed

I'm about to call the police, this is getting extreme

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

All they care about is getting you outta their way,

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea