This is a song about "Gaining weight"

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

J. cole runnin' late

I deal in heavy weight

They fasting they won't leave me ate

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Incapable of the weight i was taking,

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

You assume the role and carry your weight

I hold weight, everyday a new ton

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

I guess with that much blood lost you would lose weight

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

We both teenagers with the same mind state