This is a song about "Tricky crusher"

What them tippers don't see

But shit fucked up and got tricky

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

It gets tricky without tha cash this hour glass not long enough

Gotta learn from my mistakes, rhymes must become more tricky/

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Realize i'm facing a tricky situation