This is a song about "Death by fat people"

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Plus we're fed lies by the news people

Of a penance stare to a decadent to grant him death by recompense

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Sick of getting hated on by people who ain't shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Thousands of people slammed by the typhoon

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Think this shits fake,people killed by out of control drone!

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means