This is a song about "Green giant"

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

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

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

People wonder why grass is green,

And lead tha whole team

My toilet is a giant pool its undeniable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Too tall for comfort, the iron giant is on his feet.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

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

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Dont make me snap, its like a giant trap