This is a song about "Heavy metal"

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

Hoping for a settlement with metal on my delicate's heavy like an elephant.

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And punches thrown with metal rings

And the v12, that's on various trips

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy