This is a song about "Big"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,

I'm why baby mamas leave

Dont be afraid of big companies

And become as big as london

I pop one, you pop one

What them tippers don't see

Im feeling big and mighty

With two chicks, sadistic

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

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

So damn crisp and so damn big