This is a song about "Big t"

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

You don;t thin anymore

And you ain't gotta go to war

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Break it down one time

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/