This is a song about "Big ads"

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Ads played through him like cards in a deck

See, i'm just trying to focus

Ego big as a bus,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

Big playmaker quarter back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I get that work from my face

It feels like a big race,

Yeah my ego aint that big,

So drop the slam and let's get sick