This is a song about "A guy who needs to loose weight"

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Than giving to the people who needs some.

So keep fronting till my peeps come

I need a backyard full court size

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise

11. there's still a little part of me that needs to prove,

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come