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