This is a song about "Narrow"

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

I suppose this conscience of mine will start to narrow

A narrow right of passage is your lyrics, quite a corridor,

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

Don’t know why but my eyes turned narrow

You know i be teasing, though

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

His dick ain't narrow, comin straight from the ghetto

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Nto a broad. why you so narrow,. fuckin cookey jack sparrow,

She acting all extra

Narrow minded fuckers and a

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

So narrow brained get wise boys, but not to the point

The other ones narrow,

It ain't nothing though