This is a song about "People call me fat"

People call me a try-hard, and say that i "act blacker",

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Fuck me in my fat ass

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

People call me a try-hard, and say that i "act blacker",

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Call me what you want call me a cheater, call me mock

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

People call me coldhearted, i'm even icey when it's sunny

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

People wanna commonly call me a rappin prophecy/

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Call this shit osama's track, people hatin' lucifer,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer