This is a song about "Height and weight"

Height of my lean, tall as a palm tree

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

It makes me so sick i lose weight

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

Holding all this weight, not a copy and paste, finally opened my heart and broke down the gate

Ball at a height that most you couldn't reach and at the peak of it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

You have lifted us to a greater height

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

And yea hop took the bar from kendrick and set it to a new height

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free