This is a song about "A diss track on a fat girl"

I'm just trying to focus

Spit a poem or a diss

Reminnising to the first time my yard got raid,they took my bit of skunk that waas the

On a dope remix shout out to tyga, no diss on the net i saw yo girl chyna's vagina

And if they put shit on a track they wouldn't say so/

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

The revolution has arrived

I got a girl up on my mind

I couldn't and would never let you on a track bitch,

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

But i'm jumping on this track for a major comeback

On a pop track, then exploded like i was atomic/

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split