This is a song about "Lit"

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

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

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Or all the times that i got lit.

I know the world been waiting for that

About some tyga beef shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit