This is a song about "Muscle and dick"

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

And they spin on my dick cinnamon swirls

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

When a niggah said your dismissed and you suck a mean dick

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Woke up this morning, bad breath and a hard dick

But i let off everything i have

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass