This is a song about "My little monkey"

If you think imma furnish my space with worthless little verses

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Be my little jodi flow d.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

My name is little c

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

On our way home talking bout my lie daddys little lawyer

Might seem like little hype and i'm wasting my teen years

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain