This is a song about "Fat cows"

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

To slaughter cows like a barbarian just for a taste again.

Joeamam a big fat fan

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

I promise i'mma call you back

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Fuck me in my fat ass

So chase the air hide your stash

It's really not an issue

My lyrics step on cows, moo