This is a song about "Small"

They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Small town, kinda place a came from

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Stand tall and stall till small kids fall

You get hit wit a small dose

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

But this is a small step, i'm dreaming of running big

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections