This is a song about "Bridget the midget"

Got the passion for the music

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

So if there's any midget willing to tackle the king

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Do the math, get the sum

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

What up girl, tell me how you been

The bigger the the fun

Be my mother lover

In the heat of the summer,

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Unfortunately the little nigga's like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin' midget

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit