This is a song about "Fat people diss tracks"

And panned out, i'm all in love

Kicks ass spit tracks so blasphemous

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Dexxter killin killin tracks

While i make tracks overseas

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

That!but i am ugly and fat,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

She gon get the mils for this

Spit a poem or a diss

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Ill snap this cracker if he takes another glance at my tracks

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

That i am a white and write diss tracks like pac did.