This is a song about "Big brown eyes and that goofy smile"

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

Truth be told no one as big in my own eyes

They getting nice, they got some ice

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

She call me big pat and my dick make that ass clap.

And smile at each other's eyes

Right flows down and they might go nice

Run for cover and return fire

I look to the day that i might smile

I wanna buy grills so big you can put it on a crocodile smile

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown