This is a song about "Getting whiplashed"

Contributing the real shit

Feminine’s getting intimate

Wish i could shed all these tears

What you getting is death

Signs of you getting smoked

Black woman you cold

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

Fuck your fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped

Don’t you be holding back, your love

And i ain't getting breathless

Getting served like verizon

I don't care what it did to them

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

It's getting limited, only a few