This is a song about "Tall people"

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

You raising the bar high? im over it. im that tall

And you let blacks kill blacks rockefeller was tall

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Didn't do a thing at all

They wide as shit my pillars tall

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

He helps me up and i stand tall

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

As much as i wanna leave

Too tall for comfort, the iron giant is on his feet.

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I stand six feet tall when i'm sideways walking on walls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course