This is a song about "Big black titties"

Big tits and a big ass

Got my foot on the gas

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Signin titties at the rock shows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Back to square one again, watching these titties wobbling with great,