This is a song about "Muscle contraction"

I'm just like you trying to hustle, no time for gym, hope i don't lose muscle

Within an oyster, like cloyster you thought you were invincible,

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Your heart was false just like the words you said

I got rich from a little struggle

I then gained a little muscle

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

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

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

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle