This is a song about "Fat people diss"

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Joeamam a big fat fan

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

She likes the way it hits her lips

Cause you are on the diss,

Shopping i’ll be in paris

Mind your motherfucking business

Because this record is only to diss

Some people are just too hard to diss. i tried, but i don't think my first two lines

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

You ain’t never been higher than this

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

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