This is a song about "Muscle contractions"

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Grand master of arson but not the only thing in my arsenal,

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

I go hard like a muscle my raps'll leave you puzzled

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and