This is a song about "Working out"

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Working the drywall partying it up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Certainly working on personal courtesies

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Working like pedro she twerkin' like miley

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Working for an nonpaying business.

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

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

After lebron, i'm what's next

Aint working out cuz i need more reps