This is a song about "Petite"

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

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

For some who raps so petite

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

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

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