This is a song about "Heavy duty"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Heavy bars like a weightlifter

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

That’s my call of duty

Let me rideuntil i get free

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I always come prepared with a set that fucking heavy,

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys