This is a song about "It s lit"

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

My mission to split a spliff, so i lit it quick, and still i get it,

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'm like a light-bulb my mind lit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

I put that nigga in his casket

Chill with asap and get get lit

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple