This is a song about "Getting slayed"

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Its getting hot in here

Cause there could never be peace

While im getting munchies

Mind and memory are getting polluted

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

I think found where your mind was

Getting down to business

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Feminine’s getting intimate