This is a song about "Need to hit"

Cause i got mad niggas around ready to take the next hit.

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

Understand how i planned to hit

The master of this rap shit

Whatever it takes to make a hit

And california on that jerk shit

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

I'm fucking bitches you couldn't even pay to hit

? all white but the phantom is all black

Try to hit us , we hit back

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Bread crumbs in her cooch so you know i had to hit

One to which i have yet to hit,

Y'all similes is literal shit