This is a song about "Small fry"

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Or keep small it around four

The shit that i spit is more

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why