Fat racks balling like jack black this my track come wit a plaque boy on crack im in my mode walking through the rain I’m in the left lane thinking to my brain when I’m in the clouds or in the plane or when I’m going fast like a train mostly come home then I frame then she claim I ain’t even know her name while kissing Mary Jane put on my new chain going through this pain balling like Desmond bane all this rain going through the drain don’t get fat racks running like running backs he attacks assault charge looking like marge it large don’t barge going up down swimming and drown put on the crown I’m the king my phone going ring ring got all of this bling bling just wanna sing get my other wing on 0 ping don’t sting it spring let it spread leave his head like Dennis Rodman let me rap fat racks getting skinny stacks no fax but he packs while he lacks he hacks