This is a song about "Busy"

Like hoes down in magic city

So when the mouth is busy

Push comes to shove , his parents were always busy

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Im busy makin big bucks

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

I'm heavy, busy writing rhymes i'm ready

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Remember when you would ask me to color and i said i was busy?

Tehn just forget about god, too busy being hot

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving