This is a song about "30 bit"

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

So much class, double d’s and ass

Ill pass it in a lil bit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Tearing us apart bit by bit

I know the world been waiting for that

Dont back off, come on and get bit

The dead society of a poet

Lets get a bit indigo here

Ghost in the hook so real

Contributing the real shit

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

I just wanna rap a bit

You don't mean that, you faggot

The real muscle in the message of that

Imma rip u apart bit by bit,