This is a song about "Your getting married"

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Because your shit is getting me full,

Or getting attacked by a man that scarred your ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Getting to you like a thorn in your side, full of scorn/

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

Im at your funeral getting slurped in the church

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

After getting your ass repeatedly handed to me.

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Just remember i said it, by the end of november