This is a song about "Honda fit"

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Another love song about shit

I had to do what i seem would fit.

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

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

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Then play you all my latest shit

And, there's no time so fit,

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I tried the hip hop shoe on and it fit

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

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

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that