This is a song about "Being fat"

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Saying they this and that

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Been spending most our lives

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

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

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack