This is a song about "Fighting midgets"

Fighting vicious like please

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Lexus with me for the night pick up hoes with my bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Using midgets as gimmicks. she got a lot of game, she don't need a name to acclaim

Smoking opium, fighting with an enlightened draconian.

But it was africa the continent we all came from

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge