This is a song about "Getting turnt up"

Your getting fucked enough, wit those weak words you throw up,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Im getting ready to fuck up the industrys status quo

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Keep getting pushed down, but we #slither back up.

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Im getting charged up like a battery

I run up in your spot getting invasive

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Then it was like a chain reaction of getting banged up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

No i'll never fall cause i'll keep; keep getting up

All my fans are getting pumped up- check the barometer

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter