This is a song about "Fat jus"

Ummnow i dun been around the world

Jus let me sip this money to quinch my thirst

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

You're a creature jus' like osama,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Jus remember to not be the bitch to snitch, uh

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So we can live again

Jus a pawn in dis game,

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

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

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Jus like that no more drama from mr. osama.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh