This is a song about "Big mole"

Yeah my ego aint that big,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Half mammal, and part tasty animal, playin whack a mole

Talking about big love

And now it's clear as this promise

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Don't want to be the king

He was the next big thing

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Mustache and a big nose,

Like a line full of hoes