This is a song about "Lit and mindfucked"

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I've been baking up these batches since my match lit and went out

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

My mission to split a spliff, so i lit it quick, and still i get it,

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

I'll spray you with gas and toss you a lit match.

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches