This is a song about "Weight loss"

The proverbial lemonade that i made

You assume the role and carry your weight

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Antonio i'll give you your first loss, problem solved

You should probably lose some weight

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Little kids are at a loss

And i can't help but stare, cause

It makes me so sick i lose weight

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Loss of time for play-doh, i'm steady spending more pesos

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes