This is a song about "Small tita"

You get hit wit a small dose

I gotta teach hoes

Like a small garage in your backyard

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I ain't happy with the score

Or keep small it around four

Stand tall and stall till small kids fall

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Everybody have's small problems