This is a song about "Your getting married"

He a message, i'm the runner

Because i married a foreigner,

Getting your attention like bright flares

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Because your shit is getting me full,

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I run up in your spot getting invasive