This is a song about "Little einstien"

And my songs when they reach they official

Ever since when i was little

Even a little hocus pocus magic

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

Little gay-lookin boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Why are the little kids having little kids

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Tipping acid, little ratchet

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Everytime i think of you, even a little