This is a song about "Being a fat rapper"

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

Or something that you paid for

Your the type to act like a rapper,

I may not look like a black rapper

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Looking at a fat man's dick/

I never crack i got that chap stick

See i let my nigga split that

Click clack with a switch fat

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

You told me god was the answer

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit