This is a song about "Small hands"

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

Turn it up a little more

Or keep small it around four

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

My trademark im small and mental!

Never wrong at any level

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks