This is a song about "Big jazz blues"

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

So many would say you lose, let me investigate like blues clues,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

I want to fight the music on this one

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

Yeah my friends aren't the best influences, but they provide me the most

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

And my name too big, and my gang too big

So i went down south but i ended up north

We made fun out of our jazz talks

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Used to find dope in his coat