This is a song about "Fat mamma"

That!but i am ugly and fat,

Try to jack and i will attack

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

The real muscle in the message of that

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Leave your running to your mamma,

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Cause i'd probably be dahmer, cause mamma always said

I was only eight when mamma had to move to amsterdam

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

No one-half and i hate math

Fuck me in my fat ass

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat