This is a song about "Your tiny"

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

This is something different

Keep coming back for more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

And it wont just be a little tiny poke

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

They calling me the hottest in the game

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

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

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

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row