This is a song about "Roasting fat kid"

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

You cant get your fat head round this.

So rest your weary heart

Or just a fat ass lard

So here i am at the store for some chips

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Back when i was jus a lil fat kid

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period