This is a song about "Small boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

But he's small and got a structure

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Such a lonely boy, who brought a small town so much fame.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

By the phone, no call

Her tits are fucking small

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

The doctor has arrived just be patient