This is a song about "Big dajah up next"

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Big cheese scheming, i'm posted up on a quiche

Are you ready to be blowed up like a big mix?

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Next thing you kno u be pushin up daisies/

And to the next nigga that step up thats when im really gonna blow up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

I won't be moved and i just proved i'm the next big

On trial for possession of some chronic

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Tell em its diet coke and choke from the next big swig,

Fusing industry of fake mc's secretly acting like the next big thing

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing