This is a song about "Hit the weight room"

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Self made coming soon

Lets take this to the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Step back to the dressing room

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Covered the room in splattered red,

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Covered the room in splattered red,