This is a song about "Lite einsteins"

Ima lite up your world i flick my bic

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

For any emcee he or she, ill lite yall up like a pack of smokes oh please

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side