This is a song about "On it"

Making it happen, vegas on acid

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

I'll take your rhymes and chomp on it,then spit it back out and stomp on it

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And my kick game beyond crazy

I did it... its on me...

Did it all on my own

Back in my zone

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Dusted it off, and moved on

Went on the run it isn't

Scrilla fan, oh boy and