This is a song about "Little einstines"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay-lookin boy

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Why are the little kids having little kids

The simplest little thing maddens me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

 a little of me and a little of you,

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Baby i am professional

Or maybe too little

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

Answering questions about every little thing,

You don't mean that, you faggot

Then take a little road trip