This is a song about "Hit it and quit it"

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Grab the bong and hit it like a spiritual guide

Hit her and quit her, then i threw her in the river

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

Cuz it well leave you with bruses and cuts like you just got hit

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

When my dome starts / it goes far/ then wont start to quit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Whatever it takes to make a hit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Y'all split a spliff, lit it quick, hit it, quit it, and shit it,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

I hit it first, call it greens

Get grand slam fans out of they seats