This is a song about "Big johnson"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

These wussies pretending to stand big

Guess how big my dick is

And i don't rely on no bitches

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

Yo, big rob you ready?

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Fuck im getting big headed

My god isnt dwayne johnson

Yo, turn me up some