This is a song about "Classy little girl"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Why are the little kids having little kids

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

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

Looking classy at the same time,

You reflect in this heart of mine

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

There was a little girl who never went out to play

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,