This is a song about "Perrys short willy"

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Life's to short to always hold a grudge

I feel they praisin too much

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Life is too short to be mentally toxic

It was short and simple,

Yea it look official

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

What's that? my lines are short? how's this

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

Good love then i can do that for her

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

His high is still really short to me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city