This is a song about "Small gifts"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

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

Even if the amount of money is so small

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

We can do it for ya for a small fee

Knowing you can no longer party

Some old bitch that we did before

Or keep small it around four

You get hit wit a small dose

Every night i stroke hoes