This is a song about "Rap business"

Too much sickness in this twisted system, it's just business.

Together all the timethought it was true love

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

On the mic, it's complete sickness yous say your strictly business

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Creating the illest shit is what you could call my business

That's why i shine like i does

Getting down to business

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

You need to handle ya business

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Uh, now take a look cause i'm back in business,

Take a look cause i'm back in business,

Rub the wood and ima show em love