This is a song about "Skeletal muscle"

Of which we lack muscle.

As i light one for ill will

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

Grand master of arson but not the only thing in my arsenal,

The world is so typical

I then gained a little muscle

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

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

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

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will