You dressed in drag
You dug skin mags
We was dreamin' mad crazy

Yo cave was tight
Jenga be aight
We was dreamin' mad crazy

Bigfoot I done liked you best
Why'd you take a shot to the chest
Why Bigfoot why oh why
I shoulda let Ricky die

Cuz...

Yo ass was stank
Yo breath so rank
Yo heart was big as yo ballsack

Now you dead
The ground stained red
But man, what a big ballsack

Bigfoot you'd a made me rich
But now you Sol's stewoff bitch
Bigfoot you'd a been a hit
But eatin' you is the shit

I did done doubt you, but doubtin' you done did you in
I never knew no one not knowin' what I know then
I do know one thing....

Bitch you were for real