This is a song about "Mass and weight"

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

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

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

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

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

As the day went on i lost weight and had a debate if i was a date

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass