This is a song about "Skinny ass"

Nigga, im anarexic with that 6 pack cut your skinny ass in half

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Cause you're most likely to crash

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I splash your dirty ass,

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,