This is a song about "Jeff gym"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Don't blame me if i win i'm always working out and hitting the gym

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

I love all the inspiration

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Back to the gym so you can practice

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved