This is a song about "Small ducks"

Shout out my nigga miles

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

It's all good, finna dog that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

I don't know why i'm even on this track

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Amen, they say you only live once

But, all you biitches look like ducks

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

But he's small and got a structure

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops