This is a song about "Gildave fat and angry"

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

It ain't like that

I was angry and sad

I just know i'm that dope

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I snicker and say you don't want me angry

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Non dependent, was way too old, was angry and hateful, oh,