This is a song about "Fat lady s"

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Click clack with a switch fat

The door crack, niggas all black

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

But now all i scream is how he is such a lady

This crazy lady, call her my baby

Must be something you want me to see

I want a woman not a lady

I swear they think i'm crazy

I turned into something they never became

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

You said also i was fat

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

I'm after lady boyle

You have laid your footprint in the soil