This is a song about "She lit"

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

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

Bitch you should see my wallet

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

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

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

"contemplate", i wrote about her

You stink like a lit tire

An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room