This is a song about "Classy little girl"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

There was a little girl who never went out to play

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

You a fake little girl cause you just a dumb bitch

Into little minces

That shit look like it’s raks fifth