This is a song about "Fat fingers"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

I count 5 fingers between you and me

So god made you as a typo cuz his fingers were slippery,

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Raising my fingers to critics

I only got four minutes

And i know that your supply

In my fingers but i

You good man, we don't want you

He's fingers are tapping to

Coding, eroding, the system, fingers pressed in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

That!but i am ugly and fat,