This is a song about "Small people"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

But he's small and got a structure

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

My trademark im small and mental!

Never wrong at any level

Or keep small it around four

That's just the beginning of war

By the phone, no call

Her tits are fucking small

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Small town, kinda place a came from

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Small things turn to the big - one death to the graveyard

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark