This is a song about "Im biggie"

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Biggie sewin’ gators to impress the dimes

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/

Best shit to come out the ville, call me the bluegrass biggie/

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

When biggie wrote his first rhymes they were treated epic

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Place ya feet up, gimme the loot like biggie said it,

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

That means biggie and pac are still on the mic

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic