This is a song about "Muscles"

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

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

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

He thinks he's tall and got muscles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up