This is a song about "Billing up the big ting"

Now the crowds chanting big up to kathryn/ i'm planning to go maniac with this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Ain't that how black's do it, right

No big surprise we'll be up all night

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

Shut yo big fat crusty ignorant lips up and listen

Miami nights, it was all a dream

My name on the big screen

Man, straight and no fucking

He was the next big thing