This is a song about "Fumble"

Conspiring puzzles, for you to fumble,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

Leaving puddles in my bed then dropped her like a fumble

I might fumble the important fact about life

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

And fumble every new leaf that you try to flip

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

I got rich from a little struggle

And the rest stay to fumble and crumble