This is a song about "Fat bastard"

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

You gangster acting bastard.

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Drunken bastard from a bar

Just to let you know, you are

That!but i am ugly and fat,

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

A bastard patiently waiting for his plan, to unfold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

Once i met a bastard

Making a movie, spike work

Under my leather mask ugly bastard to never be matched

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed