This is a song about "Constatine the great"

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

When their in the state of beind down while others are great

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Phoma you'd be great just keep the (pop) gat

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Picasso without paint i'm /great like the dividing range/*

Giving me the passion, to go to really great lengths/

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress