This is a song about "Narrow"

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,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

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

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Don’t know why but my eyes turned narrow

A criminal grind nigga

Narrow minded fuckers and a

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

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

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

I suppose this conscience of mine will start to narrow

This is all my flow

The other ones narrow,