This is a song about "Big gaz"

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

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

Dont be afraid of big companies

And i know - there'll never be peace

And become as big as london

I'm a son of a gun

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Fly as ricky steam boat

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

They say nothings ever free

Im feeling big and mighty