This is a song about "Comet"

And cold winters come around just as often as halley's comet.

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Rap pad i'll be on it i'm hotter than a comet the rap i'll bomb it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

And im rapping side to side with this comet in the sky

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

But when i spit its atomic, like feeling the force of a comet.

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

To raise above the sky like a comet

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

This shit fresher than the harvest it will crush the world like a comet

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

But when i spit its atomic, like feeling the force of a comet.