This is a song about "Industrialization and big business"

Pose, click, pose, click

So damn crisp and so damn big

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

You act strong and so big and tall,

Well be running a muck with our music, doorlists and business

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And runs a record business by the time daylight comes

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And become as big as london

They had a hell of a run

Our own business and minin' for them diamonds, we rhymin',

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

I'm trynna be the best and i'm trynna get big,