This is a song about "Your big fan"

Let your big words get tossed and hurled,

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Now i gotta exit after you

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Money long from here to japan

Joeamam a big fat fan

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

I'm thirsty for some blood your probably gunna need a big hearse

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

You're not, such a fan

Girl your ass so big i could build a house on it

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack