This is a song about "Small the jew"

I always made sure there was a small space around like i was in the wrong place

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Its the small shit that gets you in the end

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

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

Even if the amount of money is so small

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

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

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

U hating ass nigga u a fucking jew

You dont rap and im not a jew

Straight bad bitches i run, through

It may be not the same for you

Treated you so good but now imma jew