This is a song about "Lifting weights"

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

I'm here to make it better

Lifting the sinking pressure

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

Just say he's the best

Takes the weights off my chest

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

My success is lifting your eyelids/

And the v12, that's on various trips

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

Of finding myself as an individual