(Intro – whispered)
Yeah…
Casoh…
Let me tell you what it means to be…
Thicc.
[Verse 1]
I am the thicc of it, everybody knows
They know me 'cause I grow, I ate food and they froze
Forty-somethin' milli pounds or so I’ve been told
Big belly tales passed down like gold
From the king to the clown to the girl in a gown
When I roll in the room, ain't no sittin' me down
See these crumbs? That’s my bling — diamonds? Nah.
I got gravy on my chain, ketchup in my brah
[Chorus]
🎶 I’m the thicc of it, I'm the snack AND the feast
Take a bite of life, I'm the belly of the beast
I see it on my plate? Then it's fate —
Smash through the ceiling 'cause I’m reachin’ for the fridge gate! 🎶
[Verse 2]
I got a throne made of cheese and regret
A buffet crown and a chicken nugget debt
From the pantry to the pits of doom,
If it’s fried or iced, best believe I’ll consume
Call me Casoh the colossus of carbs
Got sauce in my heart and donuts in my arms
This ain’t no fluke — I’m a walking snack storm
Got gravity jealous 'cause I bend the norm
[Chorus]
🎶 I’m the thicc of it, yeah the scale don’t lie
Earthquake thighs when I’m reachin' for that pie
They tried to stop me, but I’m built too grand
Even satellites adjust when I stand 🎶
[Bridge – dramatic spoken word over soft piano]
They said, “Casoh… you’ve gone too far.”
I said, “Too far? I haven’t even reached the dessert bar.”
Look at me. LOOK AT ME.
I am the portion size.
[Final Chorus – full power]
🎶 I’m the thicc of it, the legend, the lore
I ate the script and I’m hungry for more
No shame in my game, no fork I won’t wield
I’m the snack, the meal, and the battlefield! 🎶
[Outro – fading]
From the fridge to the throne, I roam, I sit...
Say my name — Casoh… I’m the thicc of it.