This is a song about "A fit girl"

No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Let the syllable kid from singapore spit in a cynical fit

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Because you have to fit a label now to fit a label

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

If misshaped fixated on a flipped face twist hate to fit fate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Things happen like a puzzle and it was your turn to fit

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet