This is a song about "Fitting"

Fitting ya without ma gang

Them niggas newbie bang

Fitting of my eminent stature

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

You in your after life fitting in hell perfectly

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

You'd be better off fitting this dick in your mouth

Been here for long i'm fitting the moments, flows in like oceans

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips