This is a song about "Gettin straight"

Thats why my flow flies straight,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

And we gettin' money, over here,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

And the streets is getting colder

Turn up we gettin louder

Gettin weak all in my knees

Got tired of running from the police

The real reason, it's gettin hazy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I'm straight disrespectful

As i light one for ill will