rap Yo, Japdeep, face it, your frame’s a heavyweight feat, When you roll through the room, every seat meets defeat. Your belly’s so massive, it’s got a story of its own— Like its own zip code, the epic zone you’ve grown. Claiming you’re a boss while you munch on snacks non-stop, Your swagger’s big, but your scale’s the real mic drop. This roast ain’t to wound, it’s a call to light that spark, But damn