This is a song about "Im crushing on you"

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

I'll spend dollars on you, that's family love, im will to gamble,

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

My hearts on the rack, you can say that im heartless.

The critics are calling me conscious

Sipping on this syrup/while im smoking on this dro high as he'll/so you know im bout float

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

When im on the mic you can hear nothing but crickets

She crazy, that stalker shit

Im on fire cause im fantastic

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

You see? this is what happens when im on the loose