This is a song about "Fat manatees"

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Now hey little mama

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Malia family, we the family

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Lord forbid, for the good kid

Or just a fat ass lard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start