This is a song about "Big nigger"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

And of course, my car's off course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror