This is a song about "Jakes tiny cock"

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

That the tiny screen can get stuffed,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Fam 2s me a blem, dishonor on the jakes

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street

Yo girl jumped on my cock/

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

That right its tiny, but bitch the rest of my is big