This is a song about "Getting closelined"

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

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

What you getting is death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I said i'm hurting her

Enemies getting closer.

I dont really shakespeare

Its getting hot in here

It's getting limited, only a few

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

200 degrees but im getting sucked

Getting tired of compulsive liars

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And my regime includes east coast

Signs of you getting smoked