This is a song about "A tiny snail"

See my hands start to shake

Take a kitkat take a break,

Yup you got a lot a

You made me wanna

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Snoopin for sach, in his tiny little ballsack your lucky, im mellow

That right its tiny, but bitch the rest of my is big

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

And i roast ya bitch