This is a song about "Fits"

But shit won't have to hear her shit fits anymore,

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

That's like saying one condom fits all different sized dicks.

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.

Chillin' with homies and family

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Cause, see, they call me a menace and if the shoe fits i'll wear it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

So lucid lucifer would lose it if the shoe fits shooting clips before the truth admits

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips