This is a song about "Fat heafs"

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

With only two songs, look at what i did

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Got a killer flow from the llama

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

She got something i never had

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

February cold as my heart

Or just a fat ass lard

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap