This is a song about "Gary busy"

Push comes to shove , his parents were always busy

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

Shout out my nigga miles

Im busy makin big bucks

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Keep us busy, ain't trying to overwhelm

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

He suffered, his mother to busy worried,

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

So when the mouth is busy

I like my girls smart, skinny