High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait
Marking me down for a small silly mistake
You're the reason why i keep my circle small
To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall
Small town, kinda place a came from
Now look: the change has come
Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops
And my weed man should just sell flutes
Her tits are fucking small
These joints here not found at the mall
And my brains travel like yung berg jewels
And keep in my small shiny white nuts
I said i'm hurting her
But he's small and got a structure
Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons
Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections
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