This is a song about "A little bitch"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

What kind of name is mckoo, you little bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

Maybe im just being a pathetic little bitch,

I'm about to rip the head off this little fuckin bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

Because he is a little bitch who cant take it that im better than him

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

You a little bitch with the fucking cabbage patch flow

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Mama, fuck you, little bitch, mood swings, now i'm grounded?

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

I gave that bitch a tiny little slap

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

You look like a little aryan manwhore bitch