This is a song about "Fat people die"

See i let my nigga split that

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

That got your mother high

All my niggas ride or die

Got millions of people ready to die for me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Hesitant with my mind, i'll awaken the people, be persistent till i die

Now think about it, you want innocent people to die?/

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Tallk about pussy, which is fat