This is a song about "Petty niggas"

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Navigate to a restaraunt for a petty date

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Hopin' that my niggas see

That's why i stay on petty

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Have fun with your pretty petty know no equal

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil