This is a song about "Mowing the lawn and fat guys"

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

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

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

At the lawn, till dawn, to see you respawn,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

You get money from mowin-the lawn

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

That!but i am ugly and fat,

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa

These rappers will tell you how green their lawn stay, but twist the hose,

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close