This is a song about "Fit in"

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Split the difference, couldn't fit the new picasso in the limousine

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

So much dope all in the back cant even fit in a truck

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

You'll fit in just fine and then ask how you still feel

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Trynna fit your way in put you wont ever get a peep,

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

You fit in no where except this slant

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Fails i make shit, hits platinum, titanium lit from chemicals in the fit,