This is a song about "Giant turd"

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Turd flow- each bar's on my cess pit checklist

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

Don’t get big cuz in the game i’m andre the giant

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Smashin giant mcs to the size of infants

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I'll throw him into a giant oven and hide the locks.

The giant number who miss you

Don't fuck around and make it true

I am the giant no containment/

But got comma’s in my statement

Reliant, stone faced, defiant, colossus to a giant, dictator to a tyrant,

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and