This is a song about "Fat pancakes"

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

She always comin back

Click clack with a switch fat

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack