This is a song about "Tim howard fat"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

This batmobile is real hard to steer

But luckily tim changed my year

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Blew money like six crips

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

The bummer is the fact that i'm black