This is a song about "Muscles"

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Or closed casket for our troubles

He thinks he's tall and got muscles

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore