This is a song about "Houston t"

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

She was wet off the bat

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The good kid from the ugly city

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,