This is a song about "Kit drums"

Reapin' what i put inside the tuth, here's the sewin' kit

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

May just gon' bring hobo back

Got a kit kat, better split that

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Blood flows thick, sewing kit needed to stitch.

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Words hit my ear-drums - bounce-off - brain churns but can't get through it

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Cause when i get done you might need more than a first-aid kit

The way i stitch like a pissed off prick rhyming shit with a sewing kit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Wanna break ya off, come kit-kat you

Don't fuck around and make it true