This is a song about "Christina with a big booty"

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

I'm a sick kid, i'll hit quick, swing with my big dick

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Big ass grabing on that booty, a lil diffrent is how my crew be,

Hit the big booty bitch in the mouth, it's so hilarious

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

When i say your garbage, leave your brain with a big blockage

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch