This is a song about "Candle"

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,

When you hit so hard it cracks, i'll light this like a wax candle,

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

He knows that my bars hotter than a candle stick, people love it when i spit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Im bouta get you hot like i fucked you with a candle stick

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.