This is a song about "Big"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

No one-half and i hate math

Big tits and a big ass

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

And my name too big, and my gang too big

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth