This is a song about "Pockets fat"

Who's pockets look fat just like her big ole thighs

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Or let the mob handle that

My pockets are unfit

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

I can always go home and look down my street

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

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

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby