This is a song about "Youre fat"

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Shit in her head youre nothing youre just shit

Youre a burning match

Loud addition purple patch

Where im going youre heading backwards

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Youre next, so check my dialect and buy a vest or youre wrecked

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat