This is a song about "Ph scale"

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

The cia just gives the poor drugs to sell, weigh the scale,

I nail this scale, don't need a paved road, i can make my own trail/

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail