This is a song about "Little eniteins"

Ever since when i was little

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Why are the little kids having little kids

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

And a little less painful

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

But you see my little one,

Think fast, fast women

Their influence though, is so largely little

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official