This is a song about "Small hands"

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Even if the amount of money is so small

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

You get hit wit a small dose

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Should read the small print here's a small hint,

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

We getting money, you can face the facts

Ive been rollin with my hands

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence