This is a song about "Fat body"

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Body after body i just watch them drop

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Your words engraved on my body

I stay lonely and cocky

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Fuck me in my fat ass

See, and now life seem hard

Or just a fat ass lard

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Body after body i watch them drop

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock