This is a song about "Weight loss"

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

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

So step off, better pause, that buckshot or there gonna be a loss

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Stand limp back weighted with the weight planet

Another love song about shit

Ur havin' a loss cause ur flow is stiff

Love tend to make us all sensitive

Or spam try to get the cheese, while ham we holding weight

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

I'm carrying all this weight

When the club gets played