This is a song about "Big love you lots"

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

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

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

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

They claim it as their own, africa

You ain't sucha big shot now are ya?

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

I wouldn't be famous

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

A big brawl, kill you anyplace,

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

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

Niggas talk with limited service

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]