This is a song about "My fat knob"

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

And it rules everything around them

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Fuck me in my fat ass

Fell asleep in first class

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

As i wrapped a fat zoot commenting on my handiwork

Click clack with a switch fat

She was wet off the bat

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

She said my dick aint fat its just really tall

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad