This is a song about "Muscle facts"

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

But first let me lay down a couple more facts,