This is a song about "Heart heavy sad"

Heavy breaths slowing heart now my skin is gettin chilly

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

And heavy in your adolescents.

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I'm the head coach of the team

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

You're very attractive, and notice that

I killing people,but i still feel sad

Surrounded by these heavy smokers

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

You are lookin a little sad,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy