This is a song about "Course tractor"

Now i got heart crushed again of course

I put these poems all in these songs

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

I snort cocaine so of course my brain's insane overall

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Walk of with whatever i have including the phalanges of course

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Of course i have talent

Understand it yet of course you don't bitch

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Would it alter the course of my history?/

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see