This is a song about "Big noses"

Threatened cops with broken noses, no joke

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Say im slow but i still caught your little noses

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Yeah my ego aint that big,

These wussies pretending to stand big

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Go crazy when she hear music

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

But with your noses in the screens, i doubt that you even give one glance,

I dropped another classic

I eat big. i dream big. i need big