This is a song about "Getting busy"

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Keep us busy, ain't trying to overwhelm

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

In my drawsring, ring, ring

But he was to busy falling

Trackin' my movements, but i'm busy leanin'

My talent should take me places i've never been

Push comes to shove , his parents were always busy

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

She was too busy getting railed through

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new