This is a song about "My mad fat diary"

Even breathing. i know my rhymes make you mad

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Yeah i'm so mad just punched my window,

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

My money stack fat plus i can't turn the swell off

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.

My niggas getting mad

The crown ruler is back

No one-half and i hate math

Fuck me in my fat ass

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Used to find dope in his coat

I'm that amazing, it's my mad invasion

Riding around with ms. reece and them