This is a song about "Little"

Or maybe too little

As i light one for ill will

The simplest little thing maddens me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Standin on a table

And a little less painful

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

But as time passes i enjoy little

And now that i’m getting money

My name is little c

You don't mean that, you faggot

Then take a little road trip

Tipping acid, little ratchet

The master of this rap shit

I sit and reminisce

You are a little tuna fish