This is a song about "Goose fat"

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

The real muscle in the message of that

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

This the land of the white man

Joeamam a big fat fan

And i ain't playing games no duck duck goose

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Used to find dope in his coat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

You fly like the spruce goose, you also both know how to fail/

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale