This is a song about "Fat chide"

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

You said also i was fat

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

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

You're very attractive, and notice that

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