This is a song about "Little einsteins"

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

 a little of me and a little of you,

Little gay lookin' boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

From punky little songs for competition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Delicate little tan girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Make ourselves a little deal

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

But as time passes i enjoy little