This is a song about "Gettin it"

And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer

I'm gettin' vexed to shoot ya, so fly, bring it, lex luger,

I only roll with the real

And we gettin' money, over here,

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

It just seems like you gettin punished

She leave her hair in the sink

Im only gettin bigger cause im no longer holding it, im pulling the trigger

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon