This is a song about "Measuring someones weight"

You hit the wall like its another crack in someones ass.

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

You leave cracks? sounds like uve been up someones ass.

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Sittin in someones den in some denim,

Im the shit get round at me, coppin some dope, like someones cuttin the rope,

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

I ended someones life with these two hands

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Stand limp back weighted with the weight planet

Taking my time, let me levitate

I guess with that much blood lost you would lose weight