This is a song about "Tricky crusher"

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

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

My girl finished high school and she got her a degree

But shit fucked up and got tricky

The weed in me is real sticky

Realize i'm facing a tricky situation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin