This is a song about "Small boobs"

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Never leave em a small chance, even if they flip a dime

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Small town, kinda place a came from

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Her tits are fucking small

Just as you rose you will fall

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

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