This is a song about "Mole hits"

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Put the haters in vein choking like smoker hits,

What did you expect, all i do is make hits

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Season opener, finna be there

I make "hits" the beats "high" -err

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

When i get older imma be makin the biggest hits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Time to pretend shit all i do is drop hits

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes