This is a song about "Gym work money weed"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Work the asses off and the owners the one with money stacks

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I work hard, nigga put in work

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Back to the gym so you can practice

I think found where your mind was

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Looking for them better days

Weed and rapping weed in jays