This is a song about "Kit kat bars"

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

I'm hopping in the game without a manual or starter kit

But i got so many bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Don't fuck around and make it true

Wanna break ya off, come kit-kat you

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun