This is a song about "Big bean"

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

You claim to like girls but mr "skitzer" never ever flicks a bean

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Fuck im getting big headed

You, you, you have to pay for that

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,