This is a song about "Big ol tities"

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

Turn up that music

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

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Yeah my ego aint that big,

These wussies pretending to stand big

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

My balance be so tight rope

Big and fat, as my big fat oak