This is a song about "My fat knob"

Why haven't you fled, run! your fat #buns gonna be part of my #mac's lunch

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

My every day job makes me feel like i'm bobbin' on some slob's knob

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way

Fuck me in my fat ass

So chase the air hide your stash

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

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Click clack with a switch fat

Dc, wale - nice ball cap