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

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

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Bad bitches never loved them though

Hears the word yes and never gets no

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I'mma sign that work and release that

So what i keep the blunt lit?