This is a song about "Big foreheads"

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

And feel the warmth on their foreheads though a storm soon will come

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Pocket racked up all big faces

Talking about big love

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

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

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,