This is a song about "Physical changes"

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

Different stages, criticizing for different changes

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Then life would suddenly be sweet, it changes, it's so funny, see,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

And all the changes happen fast, ain't no avoiding what's imminent

Pocket racked up all big faces

But pain last...life changes,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

A convex complexion changes all direction.

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Physical fitness, home economics

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Physical frail but on the mic is invincible