This is a song about "Fit bit"

Shoving it in, but it just won't fit!

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

But you're gonna have a fit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit//

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Living out of a homeless shit

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

I just wanna rap a bit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I couldn't possibly fit in

And i love your mind and ambition

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

Cause now you got me hopped up on that