This is a song about "Shorty"

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

But five years from now i bet she see

Not chasin no chain or some dime piece shorty

This shorty walking by i might watch for a while

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

This a different motor man better go to work

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

African queen got what you need

Shorty rocking to the beat.

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Said her hearts, in a cage

Tell shorty i may change