This is a song about "Big head kayode"

Baby, you got that super bass

Big tits and a big ass

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

And a big ass head, looking like some fucking monuments/

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Make room for the groom married to his music

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

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

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Oh no we got to slow the city down

With your head on a spike a big ass frown.

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores