This is a song about "Silas fat"

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Oh your friends are sick

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Bitch so fat she didnt even know it

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh