This is a song about "Small pusys"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

U a small pet me tyrannosaurus- rex

And you ain't gotta go to war

Or keep small it around four

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

We can do it for ya for a small fee

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Small town, kinda place a came from

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

But most times darling the sequel sucks

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

I'm a small mothafucka, with the strength of a giant,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust