This is a song about "Gettin up"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose

Stick up kids gettin' stuck up for the fake gold chain

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

And i got that good shit, might end up gettin my dick sucked

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Haters gettin shitty

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Gettin weak all in my knees

No key for release

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,