This is a song about "Restrain"

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

You just don't have the power to restrain that, scotty

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Oh i see you couldn't stop, it wasn't your fault, you couldn't restrain/

But i can't complain, trying to restrain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game