This is a song about "Finally big"

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

So drop the slam and let's get sick

October 16th, i was finally ready.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

When harker finally won

Go where you ain't been

These joints here not found at the mall

Finally it hits night fall

And it's finally been abolished,

I don't wear jewels, too much conflict

Our vision never changed, we self made

Or will you finally communicate

Finally able write my wrongs,

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Finally i don't have to pretend

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent