This is a song about "Physical therapy"

If your spits were your physical reps

After lebron, i'm what's next

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Extend the rhymes to fit your mental and physical,

But before then i need therapy, for this parody, that i let get out of control carelessly

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Boss is my position, i got the ammunition

On a critical mission, the physical edition

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

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Everything in sight, but the mic was my therapy

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Physical frail but on the mic is invincible

I be murdering bars

But ill still have physical scars