This is a song about "Fat dakota"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

I'm stuck with that

Click clack with a switch fat

Joeamam a big fat fan

You gotta let these shits go, man

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

You said also i was fat

The bummer is the fact that i'm black