This is a song about "Fatty can t rap"

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Spending all this time thinking that you can rap

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

If we can rap thats all that matters,

Self made self paid man

I rap the best i can

If the rap community can learn to coexist

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,