This is a song about "Little einstien"

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Even a little hocus pocus magic

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

A little on the dissolved side

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

I be gettin' money

My name is little c

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Answering questions about every little thing,

But five years from now i bet she see

Hope you got it little be

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad