This is a song about "Big botty"

Here nigga on the road

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

These wussies pretending to stand big

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

On trial for possession of some chronic

So drop the slam and let's get sick

So damn crisp and so damn big

Swore i was a big shot

That cellphone that i bought