This is a song about "She lit"

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I was so stressed i lit a cigarette.

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

They caught me just as lit my torch..

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

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

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit