This is a song about "Physical fitness"

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

From the day-to-day, in the physical plane

My fitness is popeye ripping up a can of spinach

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

The pains of growing old are physical and mental, true

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

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

They like to get physical.

Lady at the frank stand will

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

Extend the rhymes to fit your mental and physical,

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

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Your flow is outta shape- it'll take more than bally's for fitness