This is a song about "Little caezar"

Can’t you see just how long my run

All the innocent little children

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

My name is little c

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

Answering questions about every little thing,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

A little piece of shit

It's all good, finna dog that

But you see my little one,

I'm a son of a gun

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that