This is a song about "Lose weight"

I'm carrying all this weight

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Im still here but i can't skate

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I deal in heavy weight

I can tell you that this tape

I said you got screwed lose

Zero options to choose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Lets be true, your gonna lose

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

Where every recipient, property of the state

It's now fucken done you lose

One time for the girls with the right shoes