This is a song about "They say in getting fat"

Cant say that i started getting over you,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

They giving pounds and that before get the money

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

Elites are greedy fuckers that are getting fat cheques

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

You shook my world and it felt apart

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Faces laced and barren with hate, they carry fat baggage