This is a song about "Getting fucked"

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)

As my name get bigger this game get different

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Your getting fucked enough, wit those weak words you throw up,

Feminine’s getting intimate

Lord forbid, for the good kid

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

That's lucifer, y'all getting fucked-up, then he's blowing his fuse,

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

I was tired at first, tired of thirst, and getting fucked over

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Take her back to where i live

My already fucked up life

That damier bag i bought her

Enemies getting closer.