This is a song about "Busy"

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Like hoes down in magic city

So when the mouth is busy

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

Push comes to shove , his parents were always busy

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

He suffered, his mother to busy worried,

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Oh lord yes not kidding we busy winning dividends