This is a song about "Your obese"

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

We vegetables, on them record labels

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

They bringing me fish and chips

She graduated top of the class

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Your on fire.. your on fire