This is a song about "Scale on me"

So while the world goes drake crazy

Bullies keep pickin on me

Took my heart away from money

She smells the skunk on me

Pay dues like a hair salon

You know what turns me on

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Yo girl was all on me

And niggas flashing crazy

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

Yo this is your homie a scale

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

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail