This is a song about "Lite einsteins"

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

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

All you wanna do is get that stick

Ima lite up your world i flick my bic

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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