This is a song about "Fat girks and skinny"

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

Goin skinny dippin', and you know we ain't trippin'

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

And every night would swallow a big fat sausage meat pita

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh