This is a song about "You midget"

You thirsty, you famished

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

I remember you, but you don't

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

And word i blew off herb i grew

See you, touch you, hear you

They don't hear the bark

You think you are all smart,

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Nigga you wish you know me

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

You always thought you won

I'm a son of gun

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see