This is a song about "A little sad"

One day i was feeling a bit sad,

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

You soundin a little shitty fool,

Then take a little road trip

Wit my kin that i came in wit

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Nobody ain't own us yet

16. been a little minuet,

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

A boxed dove, rather lost, so sad cause