This is a song about "Weed fat girls"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

But i'm not worried

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Superfly, opposite of basic

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

All the time with this glock of mines

Swear i will murk any beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Click clack with a switch fat

That we ain't never had