This is a song about "Hitting dingers"

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

While im sitting here hitting tree like a hatchet

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

We hustle to survive

Nearly hitting those skies

So i'm hitting this weed till i choke

When i'm on it, on it like my job