This is a song about "Fat ginger aaron"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

I just know i'm that dope

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Fuck me in my fat ass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina