This is a song about "Small african children"

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

The games new emir i run this shit like a african dictator

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

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

My trademark im small and mental!

As i light one for ill will

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Bitch spit the diss and switch to pistol, niggas who are african,

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

All the innocent little children

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

You face made blind children cry