This is a song about "Off the muscle"

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

You didn't keep the stage warm, step off!

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

//said when the lights shine off

And i can't help but stare, cause

Over the bridge, i drive off,

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill