This is a song about "Fat and angry"

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

You own and hide it under ya fat stomach

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

No matter how angry or sad love and self-respect is what you knew

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

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