Round Nathaniel

[Verse 1]
Big, round Nathaniel, rolling in the lane
Cheeks like a ripe peach, grin like a flame
He came with the biscuits, I came with the line
He ate three plates clean, then asked for mine
Tell the truth, boy, he built like a feast
Got gravy on the shirt and sauce on the sleeve
I rib him, he laugh, then he pass me the pan