This is a song about "Little things that make life great"

I was born to do great things, i aint just speaking chatter

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Fights break out because of the little things

Snap-backs, battleaxe, life is great perhaps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Realising that world leans on things

But this ain't physics or rocket science

That will my make your life rough

Cause my thing something vicious

You cant disagree that your life is surrounded by great disbelief

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze