This is a song about "No muscle"

Of which we lack muscle.

As i light one for ill will

We magnetizing the ghetto

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

Self made coming soon

I like my girls skinny with brains

No hesitations no waits

No one no where no why no how

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now