This is a song about "Phat azz"

Tell me my rhymes are getting phat and i might want a tummy tuck

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Pretty lips phat ass stay waqqin stay makin money

Going to kill some green dragon for that phat loot

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Bad azz gonna act a dog ass and ya'll already know this

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Scripting words, that’s my shit, poking v’s and phat asses kid,