This is a song about "Ohio is lit"

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

I get a gunner for this so you tongues getting lit

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.

And smart enough to flee the scene when the block is lit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I'm often coughing off the awesome seedless shit that's being lit

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit