This is a song about "You little hotdog"

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Hope you got it little be

You a little nigga that cant even compete

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

Pushin the hotdog handcart with explosives strapped under it

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

You are a little tuna fish

You spiteful little bitch taking 12 inch dicks

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Come battle me you little bitch