This is a song about "Fat jarrad"

I never fit in with them light skins

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

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

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant