This is a song about "Fat arse"

See i let my nigga split that

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Look, need to call it quits

Where would i be without my dogs

Dont even lie you lick cock and arse,

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Or just a fat ass lard

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Guess the heat was too much, like the arse of the popes children choir