This is a song about "Fats and lipuds"

And get it again and again

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

But i let off everything i have

And inhospitable,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Close your eyes for freddy but open em for jason,say my name five times fats and its me

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Unable to think clear

And stop playing hide and seek,

This is the concrete