This is a song about "Ma grosse bite en platre"

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Bigger than a shark bite

You gotta make sure you aim right

One more bite from cardiac arrest ass.

Rolling while im blowing this stash

I turned into something they never became

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

She acting all extra

Isabella, ma bella