This is a song about "Cross fit"

I said i'm hurting her

Truck fit fuck that hilfiger

That if they cross my path

You can't be wiping your ass

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Claiming ourself more now fit wars

I was on my sway shit

But i know it wont fit

If you have an insolent bitch fit

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

If you have another insolent bitch fit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit//

My every words a perfect fit

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit