This is a song about "My mad fat diary"

Did my rap make you mad?

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

I starved while y'all got fat, well now it's my fuckin' turn

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

That my determination would be driving me mad/

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

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

Roll my blunts fat, i'm finna make a million

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

And it rules everything around them

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

My mark starts via a vita to leave a fat dent,