This is a song about "Fat people who look lil a"

You look like a shooting star, who ever says a differ,

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

People look at me as a kid that only writes.

Can’t you hear that

Click clack with a switch fat

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

That the people who can't earn a dime can't have a rhyme,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

This music’s for people who just feel always stuck in a slump,

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

It still got a lil hype

And you're approaching me right