This is a song about "Little boi"

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

You are a little tuna fish

Tipping acid, little ratchet

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I'm gon remember her, but still

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Their influence though, is so largely little

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Outkast, andre and big boi gave a name to the south,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Razor grips, laser spit

A little piece of shit