This is a song about "Small titties"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

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

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Or keep small it around four

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

Like a line full of hoes

You get hit wit a small dose