This is a song about "Fat bitches pussy"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Got a killer flow from the llama

Fat bitches be mad cause i told em they should be watchin they figure

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

So while the world goes drake crazy

I think you're a pussy