This is a song about "He is lit"

I was born to do the damn thing

Yeah he is my everything

Superfly, opposite of basic

No denying he is quick

He is holding your thighs...

Rollin' down the four o five

It's just my soda mixed with brown

While he is going mc down

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

So what i keep the blunt lit?

All he gets is moral debts,

And everybody's having sex

And smart enough to flee the scene when the block is lit

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that