This is a song about "Big"

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Big bows,screaming fan ,big shows.pretty like a crown,can nothing put

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Dont be afraid of big companies

If you believe then you can achieve

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Make room for the groom married to his music

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big