This is a song about "Get getting it"

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

Quit trying it seems you're only getting fatter

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Call it bubonic, getting all the dollars and

As my name get bigger this game get different

But it was music getting props for words so much deserved

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Cause everyday you be downtown like drinking your rum getting it done.

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

How does it feel getting beat by paper and scissors?

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology