This is a song about "Big banks"

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

These wussies pretending to stand big

And my dick is just that big!

Superfly, opposite of basic

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

You heard banks was crackin skulls

Shout out my nigga miles

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before