This is a song about "Fit whit this pen"

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I can't handle it, i don't see fit , i won't fit, could it be, that this is it?

I am the light in the pit the slim in the fit the foundation of this rap domestication

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

But first you must act like a lapel and fit inside a nacelle to escape from this cell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

And the whit i split's got people applauding,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Now this isn't vista, this is just enough to fit

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

And that's jay line i had to quote that

But this is it, no sleep, throw a fit

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

My head was not small enough to fit this room