This is a song about "Do it big"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Its hard to make it big then what niggas is making it

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Then some big-shot producer thought it was 'bout time,

Spitting straight fire from dome big putting it done

See with a district columbia vision

I do it big like oprah

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Dig it in his stomach and clip his nails with hammers twice as big,

(lay back, get it big, can i live?)

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Other rhymers, you, big timers and who knows but it still flows...