This is a song about "Getting marr"

Feminine’s getting intimate

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Getting tired of compulsive liars

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I really love my miami crew

It's getting limited, only a few

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

You know, work that

My niggas getting mad

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

I'm just getting started ring, ring/

Signs of you getting smoked

I mean of course just the same old