This is a song about "Cross fit"

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Claiming ourself more now fit wars

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

No gimmick: real time, real heart

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit

After that moscato hit

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Energized and still going

She wanted to fit in

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

But i know it wont fit

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I had to do what i seem would fit.