This is a song about "A fit guy"

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Blows truth he has a wish to have the task fit

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

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

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

You know i want a piece of that pie

He plays the bad boy, really he's a good guy

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that