This is a song about "Little n"

This is no trial, this a closed case

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Riding around without a fuck given

Pretending to be awake 'n