This is a song about "A fit guy"

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Let the syllable kid from singapore spit in a cynical fit

Got caught on a fence, went to jail, but stay truck fit

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

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

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

I be ballin, they wonder why

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

To jump up and throw a fit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit