This is a song about "Fat american"

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

This is what the american government has urged,

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Ain't even tryna hold back

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Got a killer flow from the llama

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Maybe then... you will blow up quick like the american centers did

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend