This is a song about "Da pounds"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Satan's horns, thunder pounds, pieces of an angel's face,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Nowadays, i claim to toke my daily dose of pounds of haze

If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds