This is a song about "Big"

Yeah my ego aint that big,

I'mma make it rain trick

Used to find dope in his coat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

So if i talk down to a man

Joeamam a big fat fan

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

Im feeling big and mighty

Get in the mood on blacc friday

And sins we got

Swore i was a big shot