This is a song about "Stuck in rewind"

They tested with stress that they under

Now i'm stuck in the blunder

In the sight i am eyeing, i pull it the bullet's stuck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

We're stuck in time and traveling through dimensions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Glued, like i'm stuck in a maze.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

It's like i'm stuck in solitary confinement

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

I'm stuck in a corner

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for