This is a song about "Getting bashed"

Feminine’s getting intimate

I regret some shit i did

The struggle is real

Its getting hot in here

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Enemies getting closer.

Mind and memory are getting polluted

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

The game of love

Getting down to business

Cause there'll never be peace

While im getting munchies

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot