This is a song about "Little"

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

Cold world no blanket son

But you see my little one,

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Even a little hocus pocus magic

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Their influence though, is so largely little

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My name is little c

It's obvious i'm crazy

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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