This is a song about "Fat taiye"

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

Fuck me in my fat ass

So chase the air hide your stash

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

This a lil change trick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons