This is a song about "Heavy guitars"

Bombs are heavy instead i sharpen my machete

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Must be something you want me to see

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

See let me demonstrate

I deal in heavy weight

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Heavy breathing out like an old man