This is a song about "Getting buckets"

You're better off getting sued or getting nude

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Bring your pen and your weed stash

40 on my face, getting cash

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

You shook my world and it felt apart

Signs of you getting smoked

And then we'll be ghost

My niggas getting mad

Whether teddy or pat

It's getting limited, only a few

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

I'm just getting started ring, ring/

She say she love me more than anything