This is a song about "Big butts"

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

My name on the big screen

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

And my dick is just that big!

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

Swore i was a big shot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Big tits and a big ass

Just put your hand on the glass

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

I never crack i got that chap stick