This is a song about "Weight lifting"

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Incapable of the weight i was taking,

I let her decorate the real estate

My shoulders have been teared from the weight

Cop a car, new estate

I'm carrying all this weight

Stand limp back weighted with the weight planet

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Of course they all hate

I deal in heavy weight