This is a song about "Hands are heavy knees weak arms are heavy"

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Their topics are weak and their rhymes are whack,

Freddy, are you ready, we heavy, fresh buddha,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Knees week, arms are sturdy

Hopin' that my niggas see

Fuck!!!! my legs are weak and my arms are shaking

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Must be something you want me to see

Ah, god damn it, you're fucking heavy.

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Hanged, burned to death, shot while my arms are severed,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas