This is a song about "Gym junkies"

I'm everything that they call nice

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

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

Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Work that pussy out you wont need no gym

Oh, you look like my next victim

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I'm from salisbury, where the junkies and whores be

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

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

Within an oyster, like cloyster you thought you were invincible,