This is a song about "Small t shirts"

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I need to free them

The door crack, niggas all black

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

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

3 times, show me your peace sign

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

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

Just me and my boss no worries at all