This is a song about "Fat chide"

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

You said also i was fat

Where the black girls get their weaves back

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Any way you can

Joeamam a big fat fan