This is a song about "A tiny weiner"

A store that dosen't get a

The science and the art, africa

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

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

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Fuckin shit, anybody who comes at me can suck my tiny dick

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

You can pick the next room

I'm a tiny pants goon

Too focused, one word

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

Ok you think a nigga shallow

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

The race war, when it's us against all of them