This is a song about "Fat packi"

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

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

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

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

I never fit in with them light skins

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Or just a fat ass lard

Soon as we start

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black