This is a song about "Fat belly hoe"

I not chasing no hoe

Get rough with me, that night flow

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

To feed my belly i go round town, toastin the semi

I turned him on his belly, what i would do was heinous.

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

That's why they can't mess up my flow

If they be man or hoe.

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

Hit the club she drop it low

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

Motivated just from being broke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

To liberate yourselves, africa

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,