This is a song about "Ya fat"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

I’m first class on my trip trip

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Or just a fat ass lard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

I'm sick of ya wack crap, talking shit but the fat stacks

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Pass that, catch back, fast that