This is a song about "Fat jacky"

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Oh your friends are sick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Or just a fat ass lard

No gimmick: real time, real heart