This is a song about "Daddy little girl"

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Hopin' that my niggas see

Up beside your mommy and daddy

Daddy sitting staring at my mummy,

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

I shine bright with any girl whether she make me hurl or twirl,

No rhyme can save this little boy or girl