This is a song about "Must"

And if i'm down with this banging shit

You must be getting faded

It must rather be received as

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

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

You must be fuckin delirious

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Pussy must be serious (hol' up)

Of breaking through this shit, i must

And the word most important

A feeling i must overcome

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Man i must be goin' crazy

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Now that's what you call a game

I must not fear being insane