This is a song about "Bitchythe little mermaid"

My name is little c

Summertime in the city

Their influence though, is so largely little

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Loose you'll be legless in the ocean like a mermaid

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

When you feel like this

Into little minces

What up girl, tell me how you been

But you see my little one,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

And cooperate you pretty little flowers