This is a song about "Getting to plat"

Observin' their plat flows, viewin' their bars, their psych, givin me methods//

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Getting to the money

They say nothings ever free

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Getting hard to describe.

You got to have your game tight

Bruce banner's getting pissy, so don't try to offend me,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Or getting a little rep to my name

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame