This is a song about "Weight of lies"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

My words will, levitate they'll #lift ya, i'm the king of uplift, a weight #lifter

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

What's the point of creating these lies? that's where i'm different

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.