This is a song about "Fat american"

I put it down your throat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Upward mobility's a myth, the american dream we can't reach,

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

This is what the american government has urged,

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

That!but i am ugly and fat,

Yo, i'll bet she be back