This is a song about "Puzzled"

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Im feelin puzzled, call me jigsaw

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Staring at her puzzled , their eyes cemented ...on her

I go hard like a muscle my raps'll leave you puzzled

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Die, but that better not be from suicide, he said looking down at his puzzled bother

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Piecing together puzzles, that puzzled me since a kid

Shit... the befuddled puzzled struggled.. now they chuckled..

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and