This is a song about "Tiny"

Scurry, scurry, like some tiny mice

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

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

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

Self made coming soon

I'm a tiny pants goon

If you feel it, it must be real just

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

And it wont just be a little tiny poke

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

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

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust