This is a song about "To lit paper"

I dont get it lit, why jeopardize my life to the size

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Flyer than the rest of them

The paper to the pen.

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

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

Causin death at this very moment, while your ego is tellin you to "amass the paper"

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

It's that day, excuse to abuse, no rules, lit fuse, fools