This is a song about "Getting aresst"

See boy she been in love

And i ain't getting breathless

Getting fucked up i'm getting wasted look at the lyrics i've created

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Fuck your fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

What you getting is death

I'm hoping i confess

I'm getting sick of the bullshit,

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Looking at your money

I'm not getting no therapy

Enemies getting closer.

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop