This is a song about "Fat rolls"

They meet them rich boys

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

Yo, i'll bet she be back

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Not king james, these were coke kings

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Shattered like the spines of the crippled old. now it's time, the ripple rolls.

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Go crazy when she hear music

Can't win with a passive attack

You said also i was fat

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa