This is a song about "Busy"

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

These days, i’m busy out here gettin paid

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

Push comes to shove , his parents were always busy

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

He suffered, his mother to busy worried,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Too busy staring into the pictures ‘n films,

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

While i get busy on the ground reuniting all the people

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets