This is a song about "Craig the fat man"

Any way you can

Young roy the fuckin man

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I'm sick of ya wack crap, talking shit but the fat stacks

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

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

Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

This battles not over till the fat lady sing

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Cause the head of the game no cheat codes

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms