This is a song about "Fat as hell"

Bong smoke got me blazed as hell

And i ain't goin' well

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

But now i'm back again, going hard as hell

I love dem ponies cos im cool as hell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail

Heaven-sent, but look; i'm hot as hell & spitting arsenic

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Blunt nearly as fat as that old bitch precious

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Im bored as hell shit what else can i say