This is a song about "Swole and gym"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

It's late and you stuck in my basement

And remember what i said and

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Don't blame me if i win i'm always working out and hitting the gym

And kill yourself and your clique

The drug that they brain need

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

And a fridge and some broccoli