This is a song about "Tiny willy"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Meant to be just a tiny little spat

Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice

Right flows down and they might go nice

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

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

You can pick the next room

I'm a tiny pants goon

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

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

They expect me to respect their tiny erect penises

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and