This is a song about "Lit like bic"

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I'm like a light-bulb my mind lit

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Ima lite up your world i flick my bic

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Hold me down like im the light from the bic, spark me up.

I'm often coughing off the awesome seedless shit that's being lit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Going against me,is like attacking a pack of bic razors with your wrist,

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Spit sicker, keep this bigger little shit lit like bic flickers,