This is a song about "Lennie small of mice and men"

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Even if the amount of money is so small

The user not the one of the middle men.

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Like in mice in men find a cave,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Collapse and scream for help, but i'm small just like kelp

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Suck my lolly pop then

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice