This is a song about "2 lit"

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

So what i keep the blunt lit?

Bitch you should see my wallet

Or all the times that i got lit.

With g's in my pocket

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

You stink like a lit tire