This is a song about "Pounds"

Glock 9 pounds, i'll put your heart against the wall

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

I know its good n' all, but i never understood my call, just stood to crawl.

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

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

So i got pounds of weed though it sounds obscene

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

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

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars