This is a song about "Fat bitch named mona"

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I like my pussies tighter than a fat bitch in a girdle

I try to love 'em in the physical, not literal

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina

I look like the fuckin mona lisa

Blunt nearly as fat as that old bitch precious

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Here nigga on the road