This is a song about "Alexa your not fat"

You're not usin' your brain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Make the class supersize but not fat, healthy composition is where its at

While your fat ass mother made you babysit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Run towards your dreams not towards your fear

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

You cant get your fat head round this.

Uppity bitches, handling business