This is a song about "Big macs"

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

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I'll slap the yapping crap out of you, packing macs, crack a gin,

Aw is that a big shock?

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

And my name too big, and my gang too big