This is a song about "Jesse s small dick"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Everybody have's small problems

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

But he's small and got a structure

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Her tits are fucking small

And i love you all

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner