This is a song about "Tim is fat"

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Make the class supersize but not fat, healthy composition is where its at

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Raps as fat as thunder thighs, yet my cash is undersized

See i let my nigga split that

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Click clack with a switch fat

Quick flipping up sexy back