This is a song about "Bit"

My raps are a bit continuous.

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Y'all rats don't worry me a bit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

And i must admit

I just wanna rap a bit

Me and you just need to talk a bit

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

A little bit of love, a bit of bud, and some innocence

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Back off before you get bit

Bit by bit showing my colors

Oldest nation on this earth