This is a song about "Zara fat"

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

I fucking hate this job

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Or let the mob handle that

That!but i am ugly and fat,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Small, but you talkin' big

So rest your weary heart

Or just a fat ass lard

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Bitch so fat she didnt even know it

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

So here i am at the store for some chips

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,