This is a song about "Big chest big chain the girls want to pull up"

Now concentrate until you get the juice

So its time to make the big move

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

I'm blowing up like the big bang

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane

I was raised to cuss,stir up shit,want to be the best southern pride beats in the chest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

Now the crowds chanting big up to kathryn/ i'm planning to go maniac with this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages