This is a song about "Mpewdiepiwy little pony"

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

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Watch closely as i knockoff shit thats phony as a real-life pony

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

It'll last for all these crazy days

When i ride him like a pony

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

While you starin' over your shoulder

Into little minces

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,