This is a song about "Cardiac muscle"

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Cardiac arrest, respiration, you'll be oxygen chasing

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Your life is a product of trash

One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.

I then gained a little muscle

I got rich from a little struggle

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Arrestin' these rappers like cardiac in a heart attack,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back