This is a song about "Habib s fat"

I know what you do with that

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Oh your friends are sick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Yo we get the dank and bounce

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess