This is a song about "Big ducks"

So damn crisp and so damn big

Killing these niggas off quick

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And my dick is just that big!

All you wanna do is get that stick

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Oh your friends are sick

Yeah my ego aint that big,

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that