This is a song about "Big jim cashion"

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

And become as big as london

Yeah my ego aint that big,

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

From the projects to the penthouse

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

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

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist