This is a song about "Big spider"

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

But it seems like a scene outta flick

These wussies pretending to stand big

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

I was afraid of this, just like i'm scared of a spider

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

That's all i got

Swore i was a big shot

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

But there's no spider bite, and no dumped waste

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste