This is a song about "Gettin head"

And we'd be gettin higher

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Gettin' mystical, bewitch this bitch,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

And we gettin' money, over here,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

Gettin weak all in my knees

Got her going down, no teeth

The real reason, it's gettin hazy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

You gon' tip her

Days were gettin colder