This is a song about "Ramon the fat guy"

You're exaggerated fat maybe, join the navy

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.

Now the rank of being just simple average everyday guy,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

He plays the bad boy, really he's a good guy

Hopin hes the right guy

She gotta hold her head up high

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Bad guy give you a fat eye in a fast time

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I wanna be the guy

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies