This is a song about "Bridget the midget"

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Got the passion for the music

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Unfortunately the little nigga's like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin' midget

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla