This is a song about "Dildos and fat chicks"

Im talking fat blunts, and they don't ever stop

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

And chicks dig my tongue twisters

Know just what your worth

With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Faces laced and barren with hate, they carry fat baggage

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains