This is a song about "Heavy"

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

I deal in heavy weight

J. cole runnin' late

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

Ima let her be by herself in peace

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Dreaming heavy, deeming ready to accept my sleep

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

Thats easy trap bet i'm heavy with that