This is a song about "Hit and miss"

So i'm one with that

And say, might make, some hit

I miss your cooking, and your one sided lectures

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Hit it with a picket cricket wicket, make sure not to miss it, switch it up,

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Hit or miss, but truth is, i'm on-point accurate,

Taking a shit and taking a hit,

Bitch you should see my wallet

Hit and miss these fake crips

I only got four minutes

I bet that mirror gon show you

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu