This is a song about "Getting to it"

Its getting harder and harder to breathe,

Like being garbage some type of disease

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

After getting your ass repeatedly handed to me.

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

He's getting lonely, he's starting to get impatient.

On they twitter writing novels, see

Depressions getting worse, i need to flee

Man i took it in stride, but was getting decent at it,

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Felt like i was drowning it was getting to me,didn't envision millions

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Look in the scope, my people still a target

And i'm getting all the guap & you niggas can't stop it

We getting it in baby, lets go!

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow