Yeah Some people train to look strong I train to destroy a plate No guilt Wake up early, hit the weights heavy Not for the mirror, for the plate ready Squat real low, bench till I fail 'Cause tonight that lasagna's gonna be in my trail Trainer asks me, what's your goal, man? I say: Pizza with no guilt in my soul, man Running on the treadmill, sweat on the floor That's just an investment in the pasta I score Chicken and rice? Yeah that's preparation For the weekend buffet-level devastation Double stacked sandwich, cheese dripping down And I'm calm, clean conscience, king of the town I train so I can eat, eat whatever I please Lasagna, pizza, cake, bring it over to me Body in shape, discipline in my lane 'Cause the workout is brutal but the meal's the reward for the pain I train so I can eat, that's the mission I keep Every rep I complete earns another big feast If the iron got lifted and the sweat hit the floor Then bring out dessert, I'm ready for more Twelve-hour shift, fasting through the grind Not suffering, just strategy in mind While everybody thinks I'm stuck in restriction I'm saving the space for a food demolition Clock hits midnight, already got a plan Which pizza's about to meet its end by my hand Chocolate and donuts, bakery delight Abs still tight, that's balance in life Strict diets? Nah, that ain't my religion Balance is lifting and smart nutrition Life's way too short just to live on greens If you train like a beast, you earn those treats I train so I can eat, eat whatever I please Lasagna, pizza, cake, bring it over to me Body in shape, discipline in my lane 'Cause the workout is brutal but the meal's the reward for the pain I train so I can eat, that's the mission I keep Every rep I complete earns another big feast If the iron got lifted and the sweat hit the floor Then bring out dessert, I'm ready for more Some people count calories I count reps Because at the end of the day The real pre-workout Is knowing There's good food waiting after