This is a song about "You are a fat kid"

Or just a fat ass lard

See, where i come from is hard

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I remember as a kid i wrote you a little letter

Life's about decisions man

Joeamam a big fat fan

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Elites are greedy fuckers that are getting fat cheques

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good