This is a song about "Big"

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Dont be afraid of big companies

Right flows down and they might go nice

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Swore i was a big shot

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Big bows,screaming fan ,big shows.pretty like a crown,can nothing put

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball