This is a song about "Tiny willy"

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

And it wont just be a little tiny poke

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

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

They expect me to respect their tiny erect penises

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Secret society all we ask is trust

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice

Bring the battering ram where you live