This is a song about "Being a small youtube"

My fuckin second verse is over,being too small,rapping to death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I'm a small mothafucka, with the strength of a giant,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Call it right, you might end up with a small win

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Small town, kinda place a came from

It's slight blemishes and life system

Your game is as a small like a tyke

Jungle fever for the night

Never leave em a small chance, even if they flip a dime

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

Listening to your garbage’s got me feeling trapped in a small cage/

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change