This is a song about "Lifting weights"

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Ankles feeling as if they're full of weights.

Lifting the sinking pressure

That i will leave earth with her

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

My success is lifting your eyelids/

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

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

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

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