This is a song about "Size of the world"

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Half of the world sees success in me

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

With a man whos half the size inside

I stand on top of the world

She wanted to fight at first

We left em a world that's cursed

I feel on top of the world

A world comsumed by the book of faces

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

I dont get it lit, why jeopardize my life to the size