This is a song about "Lit review"

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Chill with asap and get get lit

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

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

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

I'm on my uk shit

So what i keep the blunt lit?

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

I'm like a light-bulb my mind lit

Ima hit it just to keep the blunt lit

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune