This is a song about "Little wieners"

Even a little hocus pocus magic

I'mma sign that work and release that

Baby, you're an angel

And a little less painful

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

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

Ever since when i was little

Lady at the frank stand will

Cause you love me, call me daddy

The simplest little thing maddens me

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

I refuse to be another being on this earth