This is a song about "Tom petty"

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Navigate to a restaraunt for a petty date

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

That petty dream is defined by a small man i know,

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

That's why i stay on petty

But make sure if they do see

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

And make a scene over little things to me it's just some petty shit

Any petty drama yeah all of that ends here

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel