This is a song about "Light it"

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

With my thumb, pack it, light it, pass it

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Let me hide from the light,

You should spend the night

Lick it then roll it it then light it up like it's independence day.

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

I do for it for the game, i'm here to light a fire cuz right now it's all the same

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Light the j like racist light the cross and then i face it

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Doin what i want, light a blunt mix it with a bottle of gin,