This is a song about "Getting hit and abused"

Aren't you somethin', an original

Getting bank and that is literal

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

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

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

I'd done stacked many

Getting you sprung and merry

Containing the monster locked within chained and caged used and abused

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

They say love saves the empty, the confused, the broken and the abused

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Taking a shit and taking a hit,

Razor grips, laser spit

And say, might make, some hit