This is a song about "Moving weight"

Keeping me moving forward

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

I'm carrying all this weight

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

See let me demonstrate

It makes me so sick i lose weight

Through thick and thin

All this weight im moving

You assume the role and carry your weight

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape