This is a song about "Mpewdiepiwy little pony"

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

If i had the money dog, id probably buy you a pony

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Their influence though, is so largely little

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Like a lame ass little bunny

Aight santana man...let's do this

Into little minces

Look a little deeper

I ain’t never been a dreamer

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Too little here to matter

I call her, no answer