This is a song about "Must"

Pussy must be serious (hol' up)

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I must be different inside

Reach for the door, get your access denied

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

It must be my personality,

With such an ugly picture in it and

Of breaking through this shit, i must

You must mix that with dank

Just hustling you understand

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Man i must be goin' crazy

And i put that on my name

I must not fear being insane

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Your vision must be blurry