This is a song about "Little zz"

Answering questions about every little thing,

This is just an indication that we still working

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes

Into little minces

Could i make you my baby

The simplest little thing maddens me

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Then take a little road trip

Better yet they work my every nerve

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official