This is a song about "Working out"

We just want you back at home

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Poor, working-class household, now i'm here out cold,

And everybody's having sex

Aint working out cuz i need more reps

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Living if she is or not

Working my way to the top

I've been working out my tongue to get the words out quick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout