This is a song about "Fat boys fighting over food"

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Impeccable give it my note

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Can’t you hear that

Click clack with a switch fat

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

But im sick of the fighting

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

And getting money is the song i sing

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food