This is a song about "Fat and dark"

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

As my name get bigger this game get different

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

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

Baby im in the zone

And when i'm in the dark unknown

That ignites and excites a dark new definition

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Lucky seven probably poppa

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Dark thought brooding, leaking and bleeding

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat