This is a song about "Thrust fatty"

Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Sasha's daddy just rolled up another fatty

Must be something you want me to see

Sadly it was the time to go so i had left with a unsatisfied lust

By slinky the robust", evil is dusk, puncture 'n' rupture you with powerful thrust.

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

One swift thrust i'm ready to die, i'm too tall to hang...what the fuck..

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find