This is a song about "Lifting weights"

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

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

This the newest wolf gang member

Lifting the sinking pressure

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Hold up yea we the best

Takes the weights off my chest

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

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

My success is lifting your eyelids/

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

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

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

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