This is a song about "Asking all them questions"

Still listen to big

Proved them all wrong right quick.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

It was all a dream fuck anyone that's asking

They come asking questions

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Welcome to organized crime

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

To all of rap's questions, drive like jackhammers,

Ah yo im fucking all them pussies

I said believe in your dreams

Then i put them all to shame

Grown men in this game