This is a song about "Little shop of horrors"

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Fights break out because of the little things

A little piece of shit

It shows i know a bit

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Faded like a barber shop

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Rape's hard, so i'll go looking to shop

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

11. there's still a little part of me that needs to prove,