This is a song about "Fat people mow the lawn"

And everything is purple

From the people who control to people

I mow wannabes down like a lawn

Well, the club bout to hear this song

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies

They can’t even come around

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard