This is a song about "It s lit"

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

Dc has never seen such progress

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

You don't mean that, you faggot

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

My candle is always lit you can't be the one to have it conquered