This is a song about "Physical change"

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Physical pain stops the emotional it ain't a crime

So step back a little i tried to be civil now im coming at cha faster then a missile

I'm simply too physical, mystical, sophistical, statistical, unpolitical, and lyrical

Physical fitness, home economics

And now your best friend's having kids

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Physical time on this earth short, but my legend will last

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

With foreign names, valet the range

Chorus:now everyone finds the change

I kill zombies easy physical fatality, ya dont wanna battle me.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

It's time for some change to commence

If your spits were your physical reps