This is a song about "Little ellenwood"

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

A little on the dissolved side

So now she picks up the gun

All the innocent little children

You don't mean that, you faggot

Then take a little road trip

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

And a little less painful

As i light one for ill will

Answering questions about every little thing,

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

Their influence though, is so largely little

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical