This is a song about "Fat bitches"

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Had i not been exposed to these things

Or just a fat ass lard

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

So here i am at the store for some chips

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

I never crack i got that chap stick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina