This is a song about "Big juicy panda"

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

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

And become as big as london

What up girl, tell me how you been

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

That fat ass looks juicy and round

I'mma catch you next time around

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

And my dick is just that big!

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Cause mr.clean'll bust that ass and leave that juicy open.