This is a song about "Fat old guys"

I need a backyard full court size

And keep away from clients this bad guys

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

When i'm on it, on it like my job

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Then those bitches who grew old.

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

And that maybach, let me take em way back

What we gotta do to survive

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

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

All the time with this glock of mines

You gotta make sure you aim right

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