Love of My Lift.

Warmth and unfeeling, mingling

nervous sensation, tingling.

Iron and mirin’, benches inclinin’

gotta get gainz that I’ve been desirin’

Today is leg day, call me Quadzilla

cold metal bar on my neck, I’m a killa.

A2G cus there’s really no other way

to make sure my legs grow more everyday.

Ten by ten, or should I go heavy?

Call me Spongebob, cus I’m ready, I’m ready.

As I squat down and prepare to explode,

A voice shouts something, makes my esteem implode.

I shot up with the bar, but my face, it did fall;

his words rung in my ears,


you’re hella small.

Hold me, brahs.


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