Life in Print

Fat-Fat’s on tha block/

tryna cop/ cuz she swear she hot.

But we know she not/

in the lot/ steady drinkin’ pop/

Boppin’ for red tops/

tryna flex/

cuz she think he bought/

rings and dem tings but

he stopped slangin’

candy rock/

Last one got him shock/

with the shot cuz he

pulled the chop./

Now Fat-Fat gone

be locked/

in a box with

a pissin’ pot.

Bottom.

©️Asani Charles