This is a song about "Those little things"

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Then some lady named billie holiday

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Man i'm scared of those things, they give me the shivers

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Realising that world leans on things

That was my influence

Cause real niggas do real things

La'mare, his brother said hang in there my little solider things will get better believe me

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Or those those confessin' for weapon possession

Cause real niggas do real things

While scheming on hits