This is a song about "Small jude"

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

Where you welcome to problems

Everybody have's small problems

She need now, she ain't never needed love

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Never leave em a small chance, even if they flip a dime

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

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

Small town, kinda place a came from

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Live from the lamont's rose

You get hit wit a small dose