This is a song about "Fat beats for your ass peace to masta ace"

Best foot forward, holla at your boy

And to your ass ima destroy

With such an ugly picture in it and

So your bitch ass bout to get bagged

Baby, you got that super bass

I don't have to kiss your ass

That fat ass looks juicy and round

They can’t even come around

You not gone find your peace

Rideright back to the movies

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

My man got a feel for your ass

Your life is a product of trash

Cause you know your stinking ass is too fat to try to outrun me"

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby