This is a song about "Hittin"

Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

They hittin me up i wont go into details,

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

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

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

They're slittin' their wrists, missiles hit, hittin' the picket fence,

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Hittin it twice for the listeners an get em to say

Still hittin plays, thinkin bout the billion

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun