This is a song about "Little sli"

But as time passes i enjoy little

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Walk that body, talk that body

The simplest little thing maddens me

Can’t you hear that

A little piece of shit

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Answering questions about every little thing,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Into little minces

The world is so typical

Or maybe too little