This is a song about "Mass and weight"

It makes me so sick i lose weight

We both teenagers with the same mind state

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

You shoulda listened to the sounds of the rappad mass and let another loss just pass.

Weight of world wont match my rise . i'll push down the ground and the sky

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Got mass like a catholic preacher

Said when i do dirt wit her

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

Holding all this weight, not a copy and paste, finally opened my heart and broke down the gate

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Straight g thing, double m g thing

All this weight im moving

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal