This is a song about "Fat mexicans"

Now you got me hopped up on that

Click clack with a switch fat

Joeamam a big fat fan

Any way you can

You said also i was fat

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Bitch so fat she didnt even know it

You can feel it via spirit

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

'cuz we gettin' that work like mexicans,