This is a song about "It s lit"

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

It was quebec, where i lit him up with fire,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Then play you all my latest shit

So what i keep the blunt lit?

You stink like a lit tire

Name, and your entire

And that´s how it has begun

Me and my microphone could be one

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work