This is a song about "Muscle facts"

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Ain't nothing here minimal

I then gained a little muscle

Bad bitches never loved them though

Check the fucking facts yo

Doubt they yapping out facts

I'm popping rubber bands

Naked woman rub my back

I just know facts like that

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

To reality and to the facts

Know it good when she go no hands

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/