This is a song about "I got muscles"

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

I got more and you got less

I'm hoping i confess

I don't wanna leave the house i got

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

See with a district columbia vision

U got 1000 enemies i got none