This is a song about "Lifting"

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Said when i do dirt wit her

Lifting the sinking pressure

My success is lifting your eyelids/

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits