This is a song about "Busy"

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

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

And i got this thing for ya my affinity’s infinity

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

While i get busy on the ground reuniting all the people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

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

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

I'm tryna learn somethin new

She was too busy getting railed through

Translation cause my life is too sweet

He suffered, his mother to busy worried,