This is a song about "My little pony"

From my peers, they be thinking themselves a little wiser

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Or getting a little rep to my name

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

My fate, watchin out for every little mistake

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

I run through my life as just a little bastard,

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Golden, just like pony boy i will stay.