Fattist

I dont like fat what do you think about that,

Does it make you mad should I take it back.

They get in my way and slow the world down,

Oh what's that there its a cake you found.

Stuffin their holes all they do is grow

I can smell the mould coming from your folds.

Call me a fattist and yes that is my status,

Try to understand this food ain't mathematics.

Your such a fat fuck can't you just adjust,

Your belt form a bigger size to a better life.

You got twelve butts your turds can't be flushed,

hands off my fries oh who ate all the pies.

You're overweight you look a state,

Is this your fait or your resting place.

Look at your size cant trust my eyes,

How do your ankles hold your thighs.

This food this food is your heroin,

You look like a fat fuckin American.

With your fuckin fat waist

Get the fuck out my face

Fuck you, you fucking fat cunt

Let's see, what you got for lunch

Eat one banana, not the whole bunch

All you do, is fucking munch

You fuckin little fat fuck what you gonna do you cant catch me i'll run circles round you

Can't believe you ate the whole fuckin pig,

You got so big you can't see your dick!

Get out my way Get out my way,

You take up the whole space

I cant see this place for your fat waist

You just take and take,

Take and take

Take and take

To fill up your face