This is a song about "Big mansions"

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Now he’s living in mansions off his inventions and your decision,

And i got that bait, they all bad

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

I'll bury you, got mansions up in alaska with the caribou

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

These wussies pretending to stand big

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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