This is a song about "Fat girls"

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa

They don't hear my bark

Or just a fat ass lard

We should fuck each others mothers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Can't win with a passive attack

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Twista finna get up on the track

Fuck me in my fat ass

...that's all i have

And you are not around like black fathers

We should appreciate the girls