This is a song about "Lit a joint"

Relax my mind smoking a joint

I make her kitten moist

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

But something gets my nerve lit, a feeling i'd never earn shit

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

To get them niggas while they laid back

I need to get lit, toke a few hits,

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And a lit match, get back, or under your ass i'll set a fire/