This is a song about "Little caesars"

A little piece of shit

You ain't gon find that

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Then take a little road trip

 a little of me and a little of you,

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

You are a little tuna fish

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

And cooperate you pretty little flowers