This is a song about "Your fat mamma"

You cant get your fat head round this.

Uppity bitches, handling business

Brah lynching cuz you're fat like your ma.

Educate yourselves, of africa

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

And make sure you remember this, ma i love you.. mamma..

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

And beside any implied pride applied, we'll always confide, in you mamma

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

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

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Click clack with a switch fat

Cause you know your stinking ass is too fat to try to outrun me"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more