This is a song about "Fit"

And picture me rollin

She wanted to fit in

Every day was a saturday, shit

Blows truth he has a wish to have the task fit

My every words a perfect fit

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

But this is it, no sleep, throw a fit

Or let the mob handle that

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

But you're gonna have a fit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

If you have another insolent bitch fit

Things happen like a puzzle and it was your turn to fit

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Just spit the shit that hits the way that i see fit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that