This is a song about "Getting busy"

Yea say that i am whack cause i really don't mind ill be getting busy ragging your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Tehn just forget about god, too busy being hot

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Get busy livin' or dyin', the decision i'm tryin' to make

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Keep us busy, ain't trying to overwhelm

I'm heavy, busy writing rhymes i'm ready

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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