This is a song about "Little wieners"

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

Everytime i think of you, even a little

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

 a little of me and a little of you,

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay-lookin boy

Their influence though, is so largely little

To make karma come faster than she normally will

The simplest little thing maddens me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

See, i like the person that you are

Answering questions about every little thing,

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living