This is a song about "Laid back with a fat sack"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

How i cruise it with a fat jay

All up under the covers day

I know what you do with that

Click clack with a switch fat

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

Never laid a fist on you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

Back when i was jus a lil fat kid

Twist another fat sack bout to scorch my lungs black (whys that)

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad