This is a song about "Fat jarrad"

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

You said also i was fat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Used to find dope in his coat

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Got a fat knot from that rap profit