This is a song about "Habib s fat"

You know, work that

Click clack with a switch fat

You get close but no cigar

Bad, just like an 80's car

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

I turned into something they never became

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

On top of that, i’m broke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red