This is a song about "Big spender"

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

I love the way you're standing

He was the next big thing

There must be a god

Swore i was a big shot

Talking about big love

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Fuck im getting big headed

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

My garage full of cars that bounce

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house