This is a song about "Fat niggers"

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

You, you, you have to pay for that

Like as if i didn’t know man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams