This is a song about "Last hit"

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

You're the last one on ma hit list, cause you're on a mentalist check list

Whatever it takes to live and stand

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

From every motherfucking boy or girl, i take their shits down to the last hit ground

I don't want those memories to last

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

To reds i ain't know how to act

I try to make time last

Come on just "take a hit"/

Now you got me hopped up on that

Till i hit 'n' then spit this, yep this shit's gonna last

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

Mastermind jenks back with another hit

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit