This is a song about "Little zzaz"

A real wonder woman

But you see my little one,

Tipping acid, little ratchet

With these macs i've got a bad habit

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

The simplest little thing maddens me

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

But as time passes i enjoy little

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Answering questions about every little thing,

You are a little tuna fish

How can i portray this

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over