This is a song about "Big popa"

And my name too big, and my gang too big

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

These wussies pretending to stand big

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

So drop the slam and let's get sick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

Caged, and the wonder is seen

My name on the big screen

That'll do anything that i please

Dont be afraid of big companies

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

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

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Swore i was a big shot