This is a song about "Petty officer"

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

Any petty drama yeah all of that ends here

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

That petty dream is defined by a small man i know,

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Had to rearrange and make a durastic change,all i ever made was abit of petty change

She pulled away and i ripped her whole face off, like travolta did to nicholas cage.

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

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Killing every officer as if its fate/ they took my dad away/ now this world

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Petty raises, life hastens, we're stuck at our stations