This is a song about "Im the fittest"

Im laying the smack down

He won't sit down, given the crown

I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

Corduroys, cam will shine

Im back fo the first time

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Im just trynna do the unthinkable

Zero options to choose

Im tellin the honest truth

Yo pockets anorexic and it's survival of the fittest

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Straight out of rap's fittest camps

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Im always killin in the mic,

I'mma make it rain trick