This is a song about "Biggie smells"

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

I've never spat on a biggie beat

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Place ya feet up, gimme the loot like biggie said it,

Tell them niggas we coming

And it smells like burger king.

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Its like comparing chipmunks to biggie smalls,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

You'll need a miracle pill to be the next biggie, for real,

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap