This is a song about "Fat chide"

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

I apologized a trillion times

See i let my nigga split that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

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

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

My all gold rolly or the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Blew money like six crips

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that