This is a song about "Fat people die"

And in fact i can’t deny

Now its your turn to die

Damn is your mattress dry

People steal, people die,

I know you just doing your job

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

She graduated top of the class

Fuck me in my fat ass

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

For people to die, because no money is sent?

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Let the grief itself die.