This is a song about "Dead weight"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

I'm carrying all this weight

When the club gets played

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

20 racks really thats sneaker money

You gave me confidence, about my appearance especially my weight

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

They be pushing more drug pounds than k-fed's weight,

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight