This is a song about "Small big boys"

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Just show them boys whos boss

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

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

Simply out of this world by choice

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

Should read the small print here's a small hint,

Lookin at my boys like

On that red-eyed kush flight

Fuck fame, fuck money

Boys tell me they love me

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,