This is a song about "Fat soluble vitamins"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Goddam, i forgot my vitamins, do you know what time it is?

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

You, you, you have to pay for that

Or just a fat ass lard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

But now my anger's trapped inside this capsule, #in #vitamins,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets