This is a song about "Muscle workout"

Cause this rap is just a warm-up, we haven't even reached the workout

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I then gained a little muscle

Lady at the frank stand will

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Face it you're toast, we know his heart is his softest muscle

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

I'm just like you trying to hustle, no time for gym, hope i don't lose muscle

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

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Now momma told me be careful who you love