This is a song about "Wee"

I'm a wee bit efficient with the lines of my lyrics. getting sent to prison for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

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

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Go wee-wee in the potie, wipe your ass and flush it

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad