This is a song about "Little einstenis"

Into little minces

She dont have a problem with, with

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Wit my kin that i came in wit

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Hopin' that my niggas see

The simplest little thing maddens me

A little on the dissolved side

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Baby girl my stroke official

But as time passes i enjoy little

The world is so typical

Or maybe too little