This is a song about "Hittin"

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike.

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

I'm done hittin' the pavement, so i'm gonna be takin' your placement

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave

But you never come when you period is five days

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Wild and out bad trippin', that's the body i been hittin'

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

They hittin me up i wont go into details,