This is a song about "Lil jo and fat j"

And sanctified, niggas got they pockets fat, overweight,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

Back when i was jus a lil fat kid

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

// [hook: eminem and lil wayne]

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Closet the size of your apartment

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt