This is a song about "Pounds and rounds"

And that i spent the night with her

I'll got three rounds like stephen bonner

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

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

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Children weighin' too many pounds, brother almost as wide

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Bust rounds in they chest till they fall to the floor