This is a song about "Fat banyard"

Click clack with a switch fat

Make the fingers snap

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Your life is a product of trash

Fuck me in my fat ass

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Looking at a fat man's dick/