This is a song about "Leg cramps"

My talent should take me places i've never been

Target spreading, aren't you heading arm and leg in

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

And a car with no backseat and some leg room

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll

Shrapnel and shard in my leg

Holla out my set

Eat your eyes, then manage to rip a leg off, a hand or two

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Spitting till i feel lyrical cramps

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Or a arm leg amputation