This is a song about "Shaking ass"

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

In the bathroom with a blade, wrists shaking/

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

On the inside i'm shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

My neighbours are shaking i feel the quakements others move on my

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Just another product of this matrix

And they'll start shaking their naughty bits

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

I'm at meetings shaking hands and adding commas to my net worth

I leave you shaking like you need an exorcism

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And the fragrance of my blunt will have most of you chumps shaking