This is a song about "Fat and thin"

People claiming they have us thru thick and thin, i'll kick his shin,

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

That!but i am ugly and fat,

I'm climbing these thin ropes and heightening

Wait, now it's about eight something

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

In a collision, i see their ambition

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion