This is a song about "Weight"

All this weight im moving

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Uh ha, you know what

Wow! i been had my weight up.

But i do quite well with all the bait

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

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

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

Runnin' weight like the 47 j's i scale

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

I guess with that much blood lost you would lose weight

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight