This is a song about "Heavy like salt n peppa"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

The oil-like solution dropped in solitary, so my right ear felt, very heavy

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Workin' like a robot, and carry the heavy cannon,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

We was lookin for change 'til barack came