This is a song about "Honda fit"

But you're gonna have a fit

I put the nigga in his casket

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Shoving it in, but it just won't fit!

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

If you have an insolent bitch fit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

Black honda accord slash four door ford until the drivers are flattened

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots