This is a song about "Tiny cuz"

If you feel it, it must be real just

That the tiny screen can get stuffed,

I'm a tiny pants goon

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Take you to your fucking grave along with yo whole tiny street

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice

On the bible you can run

Coz cuz i won't threaten,