This is a song about "Busy"

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Right now i'm busy, can i ignore you some other time?

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Tehn just forget about god, too busy being hot

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

I'm just here to have a good time

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Keep us busy, ain't trying to overwhelm

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Bun b, i’m underground king

But he was to busy falling