This is a song about "Scale"

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

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

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

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

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

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

My intellect wasn't diagnosed to scale

Yup right, you guessed it, on the pigment scale im whiter than white

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Yo this is your homie a scale

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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