This is a song about "Fat soluble vitamins"

Lucky seven probably poppa

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Fuck me in my fat ass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

The real muscle in the message of that

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You said also i was fat

I'm about to snap

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

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

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back