This is a song about "I be balling big boy time"

She said "come here big boy, let's get acquainted"

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

A big disappointment i would hate to be

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Everybody says that i won't be no one, boy are they wrong!

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I be calling south yeah i be balling loud

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got those

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes