This is a song about "Zodiac arrest a memoir"

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

My flow would put you in cardiac arrest,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

As we reminisce the times like this, add them to each of our memoir

Bout to go into cardiac arrest,

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

He could've died of a cardiac arrest. i only dream about it.

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

My flow would put you in cardiac arrest,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

I'm nimble you can't arrest me, i'm a symbol

You're raps are under arrest for being crap are you stressed

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test