This is a song about "I m fat"

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

I was playing with guns

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Let em marinate, you forever late

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...