This is a song about "Petite"

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

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

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I say what my mind speak

For some who raps so petite