This is a song about "You are fat"

I just call it …remember all the dough

Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe

You cant get your fat head round this.

Get my taste from all of my bitches

6 o's pay for my car

It dont matter who you are

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Y'all can't stick to no g code

You get close but no cigar

When you know that you are

Bad guy give you a fat eye in a fast time

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Elites are greedy fuckers that are getting fat cheques

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this