This is a song about "Crushed"

I crushed myself and you to i threw you under the bus and cussed for

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But even though that's true they still get crushed by corrupt cops,

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Speaking for everybody you pushed n' crushed, ha fuck nah!/

You'll get crushed alive like optimus prime had people inside

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

But i ain't holding back even though it left my shoulders crushed,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

When you're crushed by perfection

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/