This is a song about "Leyla who s fat"

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

It´s the battle of life

What we gotta do to survive

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

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

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

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

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

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train