This is a song about "To big to care"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

Cause my mother let me do what i want

I used to care what people thought

To give him a big record deal,

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

To even care that i'm fading away/

When they hear me rocking the groove

So its time to make the big move

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

No one seems to notice i doubt they even care,

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Get smoked he's a big joke trying to not to get broke