This is a song about "Im getting big"

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

Im going to the carnival, the big one downtown

Just like you man i feel like im getting thrown

Better than college, after that, students home

Im hooked on big ass but not from your class

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

But now im getting out and shouting till my lungs collapse

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

My sim card's the bomb

Now im getting them on

Everyday im in a good mood cuss everyday im getting laid

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Big homie died now im killing niggas at sight

Getting pissed off because everything is one big fog.

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog