This is a song about "Big boy"

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

That's all they say looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

I eat big. i dream big. i need big