This is a song about "Hp fatty"

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Sasha's daddy just rolled up another fatty

Always tryna holla like a hp i shut em down

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

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