This is a song about "Shorty"

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

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Not chasin no chain or some dime piece shorty

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

This shorty walking by i might watch for a while

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

Tell shorty i may change

Said her hearts, in a cage

Shorty rocking to the beat.

Redan road, that’s my street