This is a song about "The gym"

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

Back to the gym so you can practice

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

The streetz is aint the safe

Say you through will all my foul ways

Work that pussy out you wont need no gym

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Do the math, get the sum

I don't care what it did to them

Got the passion for the music

All you wanna do is get that stick