This is a song about "Ohio is lit"

I make it seem like i'm a mismatch with a lit match and my homelife is kerosene

But look at me now, cover of billboard magazine, bitches scream wow, this nigga must have cream,

I get a gunner for this so you tongues getting lit

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

Parallel on the other side

But that's what he liked her

You stink like a lit tire

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.

Yeah you know i got that work