This is a song about "Big chin"

Caught the one with the mace dead on his chin

Girl listen, trying to position

Energized and still going

See this scar on my chin?

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

You wanna be 50 so bad you got shot in the jaw and your chin swelled

The rich didn't think to see, plastic skin slippin' from chin to feet

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Shatter the chin to the shin and

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

And yet you walk with your chin up and no frown

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Make room for the groom married to his music