This is a song about "Small tis"

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Stand tall and stall till small kids fall

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

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

Ive been in brawls where ive been beated till i could only crawl, the world is to small,

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

But he's small and got a structure

And i ain't frontin for her

Her tits are fucking small

As i'm watching the snow fall

Even if the amount of money is so small

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all