This is a song about "Living large"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

To real life: large minds abroad the hardship of hard times

Neighbors start to raid with pickets, all ordered large

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Even went large like a burger king combo

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

Youre all pawns of the thing at large

And so far, the start used, was by in large- principles."

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles