This is a song about "Clickin it"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Yeah i did it, yeah i said it

One night love: i'mma need that

Yes we bout it bout it/

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Rappin tappin on the left button clickin n clickin on instrumentals and beats,

She says it, you do it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Girl had it all, he didn't deserve it