This is a song about "Thin"

They gon love me for my ambition

And use it to roll, till the dough is thin

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Does she have to be thin? yea she might be

Leave queers in tears, fear this thin bombardier

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

I don't fight fair. i'll stab you to death, then disappear into thin air.

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Blood on my hands as my patience wears thin.

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Difference between that and self promotion is a thin line

That way i know for sure your love is really genuine

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

The world should turn as soon as my records spin