This is a song about "Big noses"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Big tits and a big ass

And when it come to the cash

Threatened cops with broken noses, no joke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

And become as big as london

On the bible you can run

And my name too big, and my gang too big

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

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

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Them people, they talking

He was the next big thing