This is a song about "Belly fat"

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

To feed my belly i go round town, toastin the semi

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

That!but i am ugly and fat,

That was my influence

Belly full of paper bills