This is a song about "Fat ugly bitches"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Part two and it only gets more ugly,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

A teen with ugly braces

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Probably looked like a really ugly homo cow

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Its okay she fucking ugly

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill