This is a song about "Short and fat"

Cause they right down the street

Ill keep it short and sweet

You own and hide it under ya fat stomach

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

I can always depend on my mama

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Fat bowels of tree deep, and its too loud to hear

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Bet i'm heavy with that

That!but i am ugly and fat,

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat