This is a song about "You are so fat"

You cant get your fat head round this.

And i can't help but notice

So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

So pretty much are you still their

Let me hear that beat, air

See with a district columbia vision

So i can see your fat ass tryna run

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

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Elites are greedy fuckers that are getting fat cheques

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

So quit talk about how good you are

Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit