This is a song about "He is lit"

Wolf gang, triple six crew

What else is he gonna do?

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

He is here, i'm not afraid,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And if i'm down with this banging shit

He wonders why he even tries, why is he wasting his time?

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Yeah he is my everything

I do the right thing

Sky high, iced out paradise

He is holding your thighs...

Man this life is but a dream

Is he sick or just obscene?