This is a song about "Small world"

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

Marking me down for a small silly mistake

Amen, they say you only live once

Everybody have's small problems

Like a small garage in your backyard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Know you want me to fall

Her tits are fucking small

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

But he's small and got a structure

Catchdubs you a motherfucker

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

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