This is a song about "Big buddy"

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

Take a buddy holly holiday

Not to mention wale is on the way