This is a song about "Heavy fire power"

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

And heavy in your adolescents.

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Everything was a fight, i was taking heavy fire

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

My kick game be making fifa envy

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Surrounded by these heavy smokers

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,