This is a song about "Boy with big butts"

Turn it up a little more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Decided "go big" and try speaking with eloquence

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

They let me put it in there butts

I call it speaking tongues

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

Boy, boy,ho, ho, what the fuck you gon' do when the world is done fuckin with you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true