This is a song about "Giant"

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

I’ll never say that i’m not, the giant king of hip hop,

The giant number who miss you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I am the giant no containment/

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Lay the giant to rest i'm the jack of all trades,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Kinda sounds like do do, and he obviously not the giant unless he uses voodoo

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Defiant to this red giant, i'm not dying, flying out of this galaxy

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Damn shame to see you walk tall but that giant falls from his lofty fame

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game