This is a song about "Honda fit"

Claiming ourself more now fit wars

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Or let the mob handle that

And, there's no time so fit,

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

But i know it wont fit

You can feel it via spirit

I couldn't possibly fit in

All wale talking is ambition

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Because you have to fit a label now to fit a label

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

Now this shit is turning to a habit