This is a song about "Fat id"

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

They gon love me for my ambition

Id rather him rot from within

Cause i knew id make it one day

Few chips, i get out n' spray

But that's what he liked her

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

I got your number like caller id

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted

Click clack with a switch fat

Sneak up on attack