This is a song about "Big crow"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Circling pussy like i'm a crow

My niggas is winning though

For those whey no fit dey fix son

And become as big as london

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

This a lil change trick

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big