This is a song about "My hits"

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Their heads cut off now their faceless, my music hits its not painless

I'm so timid that i took your hits

She likes the way it hits her lips

My sim card's the bomb

While jeffy-d hits the bong

Finally it hits night fall

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I like to spit hits while i take dickpics and mimic my fucking critics

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

What did you expect, all i do is make hits

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Holdin the choke and taking 2 hits than passing it to my nigga carlos,