This is a song about "Small niggahs"

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

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

Where you welcome to problems

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Of you and you no its true you fucking niggahs on the low

Wanted another niggahs like a first draft pick

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic