This is a song about "Weight room"

It's no longer a new jack city

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Two reflections into one

I hold weight, everyday a new ton

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Let my angel sing

All this weight im moving

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

Step back to the dressing room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

You should probably lose some weight

Incapable of the weight i was taking,

I'm activated by the moves your making