Yo, yo, gather ‘round, I got a story to tell,
‘Bout a dude so short, but he does it so well.
Raf—fun-sized legend, small but supreme,
Standing low to the ground, living the dream.
He don’t need inches to make a big scene,
Personality towering, style so clean.
Walks in the room, floor shakes a bit,
Energy so massive, even tall folks admit.
Raf so short he gotta tiptoe for shelves,
But he carries himself like he’s ruling himself.
Front-row in photos, never blocked from view,
While giants bend down just to squeeze in the crew.
He’s nimble, precise, moves quick and slick,
Like a mini-ninja with magic tricks.
Need a ladder for dreams? He climbs anyway,
Small frame, big heart, always ready to slay.
At the gym he stacks pads just to lift,
But he presses that weight like a king on a shift.
Height may be tiny, but his grind never stops,
He’s the energy in the room that jumps and pops.
Concerts? Theme parks? Raf sees it all,
Everyone else squinting, he’s standing tall.
Even when mad, he’s adorable as snow,
Like a volcano ready but cute in its glow.
Raf so short he can hide behind a soda can,
But when he steps out, he’s the hype of the clan.
Roller coaster rides? He’s stretching for the bar,
Security measuring—“Bro, you’ve come so far!”
He tips and he stands on his toes to compete,
Yet his confidence level stays off the street.
He may need a booster for seats at the table,
But his jokes, his charm—oh, man, they’re unstoppable.
Pocket-sized soldier, bite-sized king,
The little dude with a giant bling.
When Raf talks, everybody listens close,
Words packed with fire, jokes he boasts.
His reach may be short, but his vision is wide,
He’s the type to lift you up with every stride.
Even in the smallest frame, he holds big dreams,
Climbing life’s ladder, busting through the seams.
Short? Sure. But small doesn’t mean weak,
Raf’s tiny power’s what everyone seeks.
So here’s to Raf, the myth, the legend, the laugh,
The vertical-challenged king—forever our Raf.
Small in stature, huge in vibe,
He proves every day that short can still thrive.
Raf may be fun-sized, compact, a little bit low,
But his spirit’s so tall, he’s the star of the show.
Pocket rocket, ninja, hype-man supreme,
Raf’s living proof you can chase every dream.
So raise a hand, give a cheer, make it loud and clear,
Raf’s small in height, but a giant this year.
He’s the fun-sized king, micro but mighty,
Always the life of the party, bright and flighty.
