This is a song about "Talk heavy"

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Salt'n'pepa and heavy d up in the limousine

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

The heavy hitter who won't quit

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

Down in miami, with a super ho team

And heavy in your adolescents.

Thought this was forever love

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Wale they call me tiger stripes

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I always come prepared with a set that fucking heavy,

I deal in heavy weight

All dem niggas gonna hate

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter