This is a song about "Athletic training"

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Training my craftship using people for practice

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

Them niggas pissed, need potty training

I was born to do the damn thing

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Like denzel from training day

Hit you from a block away