This is a song about "Little shit anthony"

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

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

Their influence though, is so largely little

Y'all similes is literal shit

Little shit who can't knit a good verse to spit

And the sex will lock her down see my stick is the gavel

Little nighas talk they shit but never held up a barrel

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Wrote this shit when i was feeling a little goofy,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Why are the little kids having little kids

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I feel like im starting to fade, feelin like this shit might be a little delayed.