This is a song about "Big butts"

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

Im feeling big and mighty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

These wussies pretending to stand big

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

And become as big as london

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick