This is a song about "A fat skank"

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

We will never die, we are forever alive

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Click clack with a switch fat

Naked woman rub my back

Joeamam a big fat fan

Still the man with the pan

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Free earl, that's the fucking shit