This is a song about "Physical"

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Physical pain stops the emotional it ain't a crime

If they sweet like a skittle, every little single bit will riddle

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical

The body count is the physical proof

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Physical frail but on the mic is invincible

Trauma on my mental, as well as my physical

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

And everybody's having sex

If your spits were your physical reps

They like to get physical.

With a honey in the middle

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain