This is a song about "Lard"

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Or just a fat ass lard

See, and now life seem hard

February cold as my heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

From the time that you stole my heart

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Blasting out some backyard