This is a song about "Cristian being as small as a hobbit"

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

All i hear is 'tick tok' as i make small talk with myself.

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Dazed in confusion as the world shows the darkness being proven.

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Damn now im being labeled as a hater

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

I swing as a swinging ball and been stroked off being bowled

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake