This is a song about "Fat mom"

But did you think about your mom,

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Your mom jumped on this cock

O. trice always rep his block

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Joeamam a big fat fan

Right to wear your mom stay

No one knows what to say

Lucky seven probably poppa

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

In the house, holla back

You said also i was fat

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

The road to hell is paved with good intentions