This is a song about "Fumble"

Conspiring puzzles, for you to fumble,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Leaving puddles in my bed then dropped her like a fumble

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

And fumble every new leaf that you try to flip

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And the rest stay to fumble and crumble

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

I might fumble the important fact about life