This is a song about "Big head"

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

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

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

I'mma let you hang chick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

So damn crisp and so damn big

He won't sit down, given the crown

With your head on a spike a big ass frown.

Sicken feeling running thought my head

Me and you in extasydon't be upset