This is a song about "Deck small"

I'm on deck yo, batter up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Good kids make bad grown ups

Everybody have's small problems

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small

Kick back and know yo son set

Bitches on his dick [deck]

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Try to avoid any criminal activity on deck,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

But make no mistake when it's time to deck the halls

I don’t care where ya are

But he's small and got a structure

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck