This is a song about "An adult raped a little girl"

Little girl magic, truth be told, a star in the fold

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Little girl show me how you twirl, look at the news girl, no ones. looking

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Maybe that's why i've got a brain that acts practically raped,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

An i ain't sweatin it either, its a little battle, not ether

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

You know we kick it like everyday

Getting a little more than an hour's pay

Delicate little tan girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Try counting sheep little girl, yull become dizzy heads in a swirl

Facing all this drama when mama's just a little girl