This is a song about "The ass was fat"

Attractive as gobstoppers to all the fat moms

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

You're exaggerated fat maybe, join the navy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Back when i was jus a lil fat kid

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

Had i not been exposed to these things

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Reason i stuck with the sound

That fat ass looks juicy and round

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

While your fat ass mother made you babysit