This is a song about "Ya fat bastard"

Wrong drink, the right work

You gangster acting bastard.

You, you, you have to pay for that

You said also i was fat

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Not a bastard but inglorious

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

That farrakhan hakeem olajuwon qaddafi rap

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

You get your ass kicked you ignorant bastard

You own and hide it under ya fat stomach

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ya plans will surly shatter, your rhymes are pretty fat be mines a little fatter.

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

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