This is a song about "Big buddy"

You don't need to hear dre buddy, go consult a real doctor honey

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Ever since then i had no job

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I dropped another classic

I eat big. i dream big. i need big