This is a song about "Tall lol and call"

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

They rapping serious as hell , lol , talking bout its a joke

He must be fricken tall.

Baby, let me give you a call

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Already tall as a tower and the color of my pigment is gettin browner,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Stand tall and stall till small kids fall

//fuckin echoy bullshit in the recording i give up lol

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

You act tough and stand tall

Mirror mirror on the wall

He helps me up and i stand tall

Didn't do a thing at all