This is a song about "Club banging"

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Huh, a metaphor of course

Banging bitches on my walls

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I left the club departing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

Blew up the club i'm gone

I get slight work like big sean