This is a song about "Wit cha"

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Same bitch you fuckin wit , yo nigga had a kid wit

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Deranged just like a satanist, the ways that it betrays my wit

Nizer than the fagots that cha ever had

To get them niggas while they laid back

Try to get wit my style

Bitch i'm on fire

I know that love it could begin

Been hit wit suspicion

"look at her i'ma bruise her clit" thats just dimi's wit

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

A lovely outer surface

Don't smoke no loud wit us