This is a song about "Big airport"

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

These wussies pretending to stand big

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

I see a young teen

My name on the big screen

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

Yo, big rob you ready?

Let me rideuntil i get free

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

I'm more flyer than you like i came out of an airport, i still gotta another fly as pun to say

Mustache and a big nose,

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes