This is a song about "Fat kid"

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

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

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

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

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Joeamam a big fat fan

The door crack, niggas all black

You said also i was fat

The jiggas and the tips

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat