This is a song about "Pons"

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

You can take the train thru my vein,

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Cos i ain't working all night in god damn vein

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

My wonderland will devour you quicker then if rip out your pituitary gland

Of which we lack muscle.

Got to the end of the tunnel

600 volts just might hit right into your cortex

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I'm just like you trying to hustle, no time for gym, hope i don't lose muscle

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/