This is a song about "Physical activity in the classroom"

They like to get physical.

I don't need no single

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

If not you must have confused the classroom

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

Yeah, the pains of growing old are physical but mental, true

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

[c] can i concentrate on creatin' chemical connections you're cravin?

Where i learn to harness fools and suspend them in non-physical animation,

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Emotional or physical either way it's cynical.

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Trauma on my mental, as well as my physical

I drunken stumbled to the classroom, fucked up as can be

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see