This is a song about "Ashlea little"

 a little of me and a little of you,

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Tipping acid, little ratchet

I got some fire and shit

Ever since when i was little

The world is so typical

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Their influence though, is so largely little

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Answering questions about every little thing,

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

I never crack i got that chap stick

Even a little hocus pocus magic