This is a song about "Push up champion"

You go and push your luck

Say what you wanna but

Don't push your luck kid you're still tender

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

You can push me aside and rush

Pocket racked up all big faces

500 miles push on the disc brake

They fasting they won't leave me ate

If i lost you be patient

To be from the champion list

Name, like he's the champion, an average kid/

That's motivation, my people living wicked

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

The bullies constantly push him into lockers