This is a song about "Little eistein"

Baby i am professional

Or maybe too little

The simplest little thing maddens me

Third ward general, young cash money

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

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Hope you got it little be

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Why are the little kids having little kids

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Even a little hocus pocus magic

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big