This is a song about "Fat peopls"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

May just gon' bring hobo back

Click clack with a switch fat

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

But i remain the good kid

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

See, where i come from is hard

Or just a fat ass lard

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat