This is a song about "Tiny people"

Snoopin for sach, in his tiny little ballsack your lucky, im mellow

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

But nah, he is quite different

That the tiny screen can get stuffed,

People steal, people die,

Three j's took me this high

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuckin shit, anybody who comes at me can suck my tiny dick

Inhale my color purple

I'm a savior to these people,

From the people who control to people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial