This is a song about "Fitting out"

Fitting ya without ma gang

Wolf haley, golf wang

Ill fucking syke out

I gotta little clout

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

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

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Maybe when those flames blow out

Get yours; you know what this about

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Out of mind out of sight

I've got nothin' to worry about

When there's just no way out