This is a song about "Lighting fast words"

Lighting up the jays, that i want in my brain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Their vision blurrs out the scene lighting heat like suns power

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

Miami nights, made a couple grand

While im passing out fast,

Power combined with speed like a mike tyson swing colliding with a lighting spree

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I'm lighting y'all like #incense, so i guess that #in #a #sense,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Bars coming nice and fast

600 benz, condo six hundred grand