This is a song about "Little eniteins"

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

How bout we blow this bit

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay-lookin boy

You are a little tuna fish

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

And a little less painful

All the innocent little children

Carolina where i made it from

Into little minces

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