This is a song about "Muscle"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

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

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

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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

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

I'm despicable, invisible to your visible visual,

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

"you was the one that had me for a while, made me admit you're beautiful."

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