This is a song about "Getting absolutely mullered"

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

And i'mma keep ya fresh

What you getting is death

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

Crunched in a punch, absolutely just fucked in a stump,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Well aren't you getting fed up

He absolutely put his heart and soul when he spit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

You can hide, but there is absolutely no way