This is a song about "One day my fat"

Cause ill get stuck one day, and return to my grave

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

With my mind, but one day they might find themselves in rhyme be like

Spent a long time coming up this road

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

One day i ran up in columbine in my trenchoat, my glock was sighin',

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Ive never been a stingy fella, or a fat one

And stay focused on the women and you get less done