This is a song about "Lit like bic"

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Bic her,never sicker,sticky like a sticker,

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

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

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

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

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

I make it seem like i'm a mismatch with a lit match and my homelife is kerosene

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean