This is a song about "Pounds"

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

I almost ended it all, i almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall

140 pounds, 5'6 from the ground

I drive that all around

But if you keep it underground, the corporate thunder pounds,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Damn man we got 25 pounds of colombian coke

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Razor under the tongue, like bitches losing the last few pounds, its a close cut

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.