This is a song about "Tall people"

Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Didn't do a thing at all

He must be fricken tall.

Bitch, i was born to ball

You act strong and so big and tall,

Or closed casket for our troubles

He thinks he's tall and got muscles

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

He helps me up and i stand tall

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I respect you all, but i stand tall, and overall

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Thawed out my heart and it glossed tall