This is a song about "Hit the quan"

Before i hit the hay.

And my niggas say

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Bombs drop, hit and then explode the mic

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Pass the blunt, i need another hit

Hit the earth like an asteroid

Ridin' in that black joint

Another love song about shit

Don't act like you're the big hit

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

I guess i hit the jackpot/

You see him as a god

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

But you the last one he hit