This is a song about "Dole lite"

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

Timmy got his bike stole

I'm a millionaire, you on the dole!

Ima lite up your world i flick my bic

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

For any emcee he or she, ill lite yall up like a pack of smokes oh please

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Other rappers holding udders dole a molten stutter

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side