This is a song about "You are chunky"

Basketball, you are flat

It's all good, finna dog that

"still chunky, but funky"

Took my heart away from money

I guzzle up at the bar

Who do you think you are

Hope my city is not too far

Who do you think you are

How are you going to survive?

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Bumping heavy d and the boys, still chunky, but funky

No gimmick: real time, real heart

You think you are all smart,

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

With such an ugly picture in it and