This is a song about "Skeletal muscle"

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

Lyrics are criminal, every visible line is typical and pitiful

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

I then gained a little muscle

Lady at the frank stand will

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

Of which we lack muscle.

I'm on the block as usual

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Within an oyster, like cloyster you thought you were invincible,

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