This is a song about "Small big boys"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Boys tell me they love me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Her tits are fucking small

And we can't fall

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Small things turn to the big - one death to the graveyard

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice