This is a song about "Tiny willy"

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Meant to be just a tiny little spat

We never tattle, let god handle that

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

That right its tiny, but bitch the rest of my is big

I'm a tiny pants goon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

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

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

And it wont just be a little tiny poke