This is a song about "Small big boys"

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

Another dead woman,another bad boys

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

On the slow jam of love

Everybody have's small problems

My direction good, well-rounded type

Lookin at my boys like

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Boys tell me they love me

They say nothings ever free