This is a song about "Need to hit"

Hit the blunt and go to ash

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

You need to stick to balling

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Meditation spliff hit, to increase my interesting spit

Just so i don't ever need to say "i need a hit" then i got myself caught up

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Im bout to hit the armory

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

You are still kitsch, tryin' to make an ill hit,

And if you argue with descartes, then you're bound to get hit,

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

Begging not to be on my hit list

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist