This is a song about "Little ms"

I plead with em, the system ain't right

A little on the dissolved side

Lady at the frank stand will

Or maybe too little

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

A little piece of shit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Just to match the grind with precision

All the innocent little children

Into little minces

Broke and no one notices

Why are the little kids having little kids

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

But as time passes i enjoy little

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol