This is a song about "Small town living"

Or keep small it around four

They make it worth more

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

I be running around my town. till i run my town

By the phone, no call

Her tits are fucking small

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

So muthafuck the system

Small town, kinda place a came from

Now this anxiety is chasing me around town to town

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Double mg shit, i put the set down

I could show you a bar across town

Pushed down and ain't accepted any town

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown