This is a song about "Little sibilings"

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

My name is little c

But i think i like that, just maybe

Or maybe too little

Baby girl my stroke official

A little piece of shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Everytime i think of you, even a little

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for