This is a song about "Andy beck big nose"

And these shape-shifting hoes

Mustache and a big nose,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

He's way too fucking busy snorting coke up his nose?

Like a richter; i'm andy, like a hurricane; sandy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

I remember, i remember when i was a snot nose

You stole from me from under my nose

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead