This is a song about "Do you even lift bro"

Whore momy that i didnt do it, plus boy, i can say words, you couldnt even fuck one

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Do you worry? do you even care? do you even know

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

I'mma do it, yeah i think it's my destiny bro

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I can do a quick fix, but sorry bro, no ticks

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

You wanna fuck with it just come at me bro

Before a bare-handed, fight, and kill you, bro.

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

You think you high and mighty but no you're wrong bro