This is a song about "Fat shit amber"

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

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

I'm sick of ya wack crap, talking shit but the fat stacks

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

They don't hear my bark

Or just a fat ass lard

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Just an alert of an amber