This is a song about "Big jim cashion"

Dont be afraid of big companies

I'm why baby mamas leave

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Can't wait to see you naked

Yeah my ego aint that big,

And become as big as london

I told him get his 9 and run

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

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

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence