This is a song about "Fat or thin"

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

So here i am at the store for some chips

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

And use it to roll, till the dough is thin

Highest form of affection, physical connection

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

All wale talking is ambition

Wont drop till the rhyme stops and goes thin