This is a song about "Ass so fat"

Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way

You know we kick it like everyday

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

So fat he has his own aviation station

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

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Bitch so fat she didnt even know it

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

So everyday my ass i'm busting

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

But if i threw your fat ass up a hill, you would roll down faster.