This is a song about "Shit on a stick"

Uh-huh, no he didn't, stick up, it's a stick and move,

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Like a lunatic with a pointy stick/

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

They use my lyrics to stick on me

I just crush a lot on my big pun shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Evil stick in your heart like a needle.

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

With a stick of freshly lit dynamite.

Stick up weezy wit a thumbtack straight fact,

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Cause i saw the positive on the stick you hid