This is a song about "Swole and gym"

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Pain, he's ready for whatever

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The drug that they brain need

And kill yourself and your clique

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Dc, man over money

Living young and wild and free

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch