This is a song about "Fat diss"

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Because this record is only to diss

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

The revolution has arrived

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

I'm from the number one place on the map

Twista finna get up on the track

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat