This is a song about "Petite"

To her eyes i was unknown, she never seen someone so small and petite,

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

For the low that nine cheap

For some who raps so petite

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.