This is a song about "Big ass boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

With your head on a spike a big ass frown.

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Die apart with my big ass heart

Does she know you are a big ass snitch and a cheat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Screaming at my ass like boy you better win,

You just working with the scraps you was given

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

You fuck her in the ass, oh shit that your boy manny