This is a song about "Small cod"

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

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

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

'cause weavin' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Her tits are fucking small

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

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

And i need you to show me love

Everybody have's small problems

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call