This is a song about "Big love you lots"

I'm breathing for a purpose

Baby if you want my love

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Keep it real they gon' love you regardless its the big nigga

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

While i bombard with lots of stuff and that ain't dots of bluff you bitch!

You got some plan? your the big man?

Pushing in my mama van

// [bitch you get (no love)]

It's just textbook stuff

Yo, big rob you ready?

Hopin' that my niggas see

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

You know i'm doing this shit big.... sumo/

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops