This is a song about "Small ware"

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

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

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Like a small garage in your backyard

Your wealth small and through what's wrong with you

She gonna dance when that molly through

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

We vegetables, on them record labels

Message for nintendo, sega and the old ware.

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

And it ain’t cool when a small and little kid dies,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice