This is a song about "Heavy martel"

And heavy in your adolescents.

Here i go again, falling in love

Like an erection on these weak cunts my bars hit heavy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

This is like riding through the city

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Surrounded by these heavy smokers

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Ah, god damn it, you're fucking heavy.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see