This is a song about "Little caezar"

Little gay-lookin boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Answering questions about every little thing,

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But as time passes i enjoy little

Why are the little kids having little kids

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Their influence though, is so largely little

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Everytime i think of you, even a little

And my songs when they reach they official

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

It'll last for all these crazy days