This is a song about "Getting turnt"

And getting songs signed by minors

Penncounting pennys over tha years

You must be getting faded

One of us crazy, i'm frustrated

Enemies getting closer.

Took the van, went snatch her

Its getting hot in here

Yellow diamonds in my ear

They're getting shit done

And you can tell everyone

You got to have your game tight

Getting hard to describe.

I'm on a killing spree, can no one stop me, so turnt like a slave that got out yelling

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Getting shot yeah sweating plot

Ever since then i had no job