This is a song about "Talk heavy"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Ah, god damn it, you're fucking heavy.

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Brought the caviar and heavy plans,

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Here i go again, falling in love again

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Like an erection on these weak cunts my bars hit heavy

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Dreaming heavy, deeming ready to accept my sleep