When I was in the third grade I thought that I was skinny, Then I looked in the mirror and saw that I had man titties I told my mom, tears rushing down my face Shes like Marcus youve loved food since before pre-k, trippin Yeah, I guess she had a point, didnt she? Bunch of Pizza all in my stomach I remember doing the math like, Yeah, Im good at video games A preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that liked to eat food Had the characteristics Man titties and a giant stomach full of biscuits And you can be cured with diet and excercise Man-made rewiring of a pre-decided size Playing God, aw nah here we go America the fat still craves what we dont need And I love all my chicken, its really delicious But we paraphrase a book written by someone who preaches nutrious I dont bow(flex) And I cant run Even if I tried Even if I wanted to And I cant run Even if I tried Even if I wanted to My fat My fat My fat It keeps me warm It keeps me warm It keeps me warm It keeps me warm If I was skinny, I would think McDonalds Hates me Have you read the YouTube comments lately? Man, your fat gets dropped on the daily We become so dumb and forget our pride A culture founded from potatoes Yet we dont have acceptance for em deep fried
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 01:50:21 +0000
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