This is a song about "Geoff gym"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Don't blame me if i win i'm always working out and hitting the gym

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Visible meaning that my spot will be unsinkable.every verse lay is a miracle,

I'm just like you trying to hustle, no time for gym, hope i don't lose muscle

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Back to the gym so you can practice

My hat is always the color of cactus