This is a song about "Heavy hillz"

The heavy hitter who won't quit

And california on that jerk shit

I always come prepared with a set that fucking heavy,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

I'm everything that they call nice

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I deal in heavy weight

Like an erection on these weak cunts my bars hit heavy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free