This is a song about "Small asses"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Wearin levi's made & crafted enough for several asses

All we need is convienient love

Everybody have's small problems

You get hit wit a small dose

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Need i say more out in singapore

Or keep small it around four

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Like i ran my d / in their big rhino asses

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

They found a couple cammel asses i didnt even smoke