This is a song about "Big plans"

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Life, how we going escape, under ship, plans failed, well fuck it

Ambitious and clean , my plans to shine

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

In the back seat, thinking of the plans ill make

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

Another chapter, life plans scatter

That i will leave earth with her

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Big tits and a big ass

Just put your hand on the glass