This is a song about "Weight l"

I wish i was #great, 'cause i just feel like an l

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Take that big l for skipping school

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

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

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l