This is a song about "The homie j hen balls and gets lit"

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

And lit a spliff to ponder upon the abyss of kids with no lunches

The world gets crazier and crazier everyday

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Chill with asap and get get lit

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled