This is a song about "Getting physical"

After lebron, i'm what's next

If your spits were your physical reps

From the day-to-day, in the physical plane

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,

Where i learn to harness fools and suspend them in non-physical animation,

[c] can i concentrate on creatin' chemical connections you're cravin?

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Just use nounism and that will blow you mind like physical science

If your spits were your physical reps

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Feminine’s getting intimate

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip