This is a song about "I may be short but my bars are high"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I be spittin the bars,

I ain't clinical but your minimal syllable bars are not fixable

Bet you didn't expect it, i don't do things expected, and predictable

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs

Well not the bars but that's how high i be

It's no longer a new jack city

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

Only god baby, nobody else, nobody elseall you other motherfuckers get out my business

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

This rap may have been short but you've been taught about real rap

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy