This is a song about "Daddy s little girl"

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

So now i got yo girl calling me daddy

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

You a fake little girl cause you just a dumb bitch

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

, ya i dissed u go cry your daddy

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree