This is a song about "Finally big"

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Finally i don't have to pretend

And i know that you're open

Middle school was finally done

Mess making, now my eyes can finally rest,

Half your body laying on my chest

Now a nigga got baking to bake

Or will you finally communicate

I finally wrote decent bars and treasured mines

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

I finally got relived

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Finally able write my wrongs,