This is a song about "Little tiene"

I know what you do with that

A little piece of shit

 a little of me and a little of you,

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

But you see my little one,

I'm a son of gun

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

The world is so typical

Ever since when i was little

Tell your girls, to come join our table

And a little less painful

I put the nigga in his casket

Then take a little road trip