This is a song about "Small apples"

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

Or keep small it around four

Keep coming back for more

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

I'm a small mothafucka, with the strength of a giant,

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Apples, been dapper, burning double end candles

We can do it for ya for a small fee

We might be back in this baby

Like a small garage in your backyard

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard