This is a song about "Micha being fat"

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Fuck me in my fat ass

Your life is a product of trash

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit