This is a song about "Course tractor"

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Now i got heart crushed again of course

Of course i have talent

Enforce, i'm elegant and

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

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

I put these poems all in these songs

The beat running its course

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Of course i wouldn't know, i'm no murderer,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Not drugs but the coin of course

Of course a lame gone make you sick

I never crack i got that chap stick