This is a song about "Big foreheads"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Slapping labels on foreheads and recording excuses in tables

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Let my angel sing

He was the next big thing

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

And my name too big, and my gang too big