This is a song about "Small the jew"

Or are you a small wage earner slavin to the rich? thats how it be

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

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

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

Get out the battle section, ur number now but your girl said you gotta small erection,

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

Even if the amount of money is so small

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

I got the best you fucking dyke jew

This nation's peace sent here to run you