This is a song about "Fits"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Cutting past the wrists into the pissed anger fits

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

By covering this tube in lube so it fits!

But it fits better in the ground.

I drive that all around

Don't write a line just cause the rhyme fits.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Nostalgic epileptic yeah bitch i miss fits

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.