This is a song about "The fuse"

To be trusted with, 'cuz if we bust then and we blow the fuse,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Music and i fuse it,

It shows i know a bit

Battle wounds through shattered tunes with fractured fuse

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

One day i might strike ya ass when i blow the fuse,

One day i might strike ya ass when i blow the fuse,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

While i take them all at once and fuse it im o'ding hospital care i refused it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

You lit a fuse, you should've quit, but you spit on my mom, prepare for napalm when/

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Memories still clog my imaginative fuse,